Oh well, I missed the first weekend of grouse season in Vermont and once again, I missed the woodcock opener too.
I'm driving up on Friday afternoon.... alone.... and will try to get some leg-stretchin' in before sundown.
Sunday at about 10 a.m. I'll be headed over to Craftsbury to attend a good friend's Ordainment in the little church there and I'll have to decide whether to hunt in the morning in a tweed jacket and tie along with my tattered Filson chaps and rush right to the church or forego hunting in the morning altogether..........
I think the newly ordained minister, Alan will understand if I'm decorated with burrs and twigs with scratches on my cheeks wearin' my chaps and boots.... After all, he's a grouse hunter too!!
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