It’s just a matter of hours now
Well, the countdown is reaching it’s climax. At 6:28 in the morning, the resident goose season kicks off for me. It has been a long off season. Countless hours have been spent training dogs, practing on a call, and scouting. It all comes together in the morning. I won’t sleep tonight, I already know that. Gonna load the boat, blinds and decoys this afternoon, and then I’ll check everything over and over again all evening. I’ll try to watch some television, but won’t be able to pay attention to what’s on. I ‘ll probably head out to supper with my wife, but I won’t be good company. I’ll stop by one of my huntign spots this evening, for one last glance, just to make myself feel better about the decision on hunting spots I made. I’ll get in the bed and toss and turn, scared to fall asleep becasue the alarm clock may fail. I’ll get up 4 or 5 times and pace the house, looking for something to snack on or checking e-mail. Then it will finally be time to head out. I’ll grab a Diet Pepsi and a Snickers bar on my way out, just waiting for 6:28AM to get here. Man is there anything like opening day?