I went hunting today. I did not see anything (story of my life). I did, however, have a nice peaceful time in the woods. That is until a white pickup truck came out of no where. There are no roads where the truck came from. The driver was literally beating his own path. No wonder I didn’t have any luck this morning. It is interesting how when we think we escaped something (civilization in this case) It finds us any ways.
On a side note, if any of you Eglin reserve hunters are reading this, does anyone read the map anymore. I have seen some serious violations this year. I came across one guy who was rifle hunting when no hunting was open two days in a row. Not to mention today’s white pickup truck in an area where no vehicles are aloud. Rules keep us safe. I will now quietly step off of my soap box. Happy hunting.