Dang!  Two weeks in the boonies can play heck on a desk jockey’s basic skillset. 

12 days and nights working by the dim white glare of propane lanterns, and hours each day spent without any human sound louder than a whispered direction (“There’s a buck!”) make the glare and din of the city seem twice as hard to bear.   On my return, Saturday night, I realized that the city people truly have made daytime out of night.

So yeah, I’m home again.  The hunt at Coon Camp Springs was a success (we went three out of four success…with 100% shot opportunities for all four hunters), and I have to say we had a great bunch of guys.  A more detailed write-up and photos will be forthcoming, as soon as I get back into the swing of this computer. 

In the meantime, I want to thank everyone for their continued reading and comments in my absence.  I’ve tried to catch up on emails and comments, but if I didn’t reply to something you wrote, bear with me and don’t take it personally.  I do appreciate your taking the time to speak your piece.

I’m also working on catching up with all the blogs I usually follow.  Lots of good stuff happening out there while I was gone, and I’m enjoying the backlog of reading.  Of course, my client here probably would prefer that I spend my time working on their projects rather than reading over outdoors blogs, so I’ll have to do most of my catching up over the next few evenings. 

Once more into the breach, dear friends… and let us block up the gaps with our English dead! 

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