This guy is one of them.
First weekend of hunting season was this last weekend. I culled an older buck with just forks. He needed to go, too. Unfortunately, the nasty bugger above isn't the only one coming to the blind. I'd love nothing more than to get hold of a night vision scope, but those aren't cheap. I guess we're going to have to go old fashioned and use lights. Otherwise, this will be lurking out there tearing stuff up...
...and we can't have that, now can we?
As you can tell by the time stamp, it also means staying up all night to shoot some nasty pigs. That doesn't send the thrill through me like it used to in my youth.