Adventures of a Modern Day, Middle-Aged Hero, on the Glory Road(to family security)


Darn you to heck, Trace Adkins.

One of the things you gain an appreciation for on a long day of road hunting is a good radio station.  Luckily, the country station out of the Pullman/Moscow area came in pretty strong through most of the Palouse, and it was a decent station, 99.5 KZZL.  They played a good mix of older stuff, and some really new stuff, as opposed to the stations in the Tri-Cities which I would call Top 40 Country.

It didn't help that I was in kind of a funky mood to start with.  As I explained yesterday, I was kind of out hunting more because I should than because I wanted to.  While I was packing things up Friday night my wife even observed 'I don't think I've ever seen you so depressed to go hunting before.'  Blame it on Thanksgiving.  After spending 4 of my 5 days off last weekend out and about, I really didn't feel like spending most of this weekend in my truck.

Trace Adkins was there to make me pay, with these two songs in particular. 

Heavy sigh.

The original plan had called for me possibly spending the night in Colfax and hunting Sunday AM before coming home, but with the early sundown(pitch black at 5!), I decided I could still make it home in time to give the girls their story and say prayers.  The deer will still be there next Friday, the last day of the season, and maybe then I will be in a different mood.

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