Time to experience the thrill of a pointing dog with nerves strung to the breaking point.
Time to travel abandon logging roads. Letting them lead me where they want to.
Time to visit old homesteads. Silent reminders of days long past.
Time to visit old friends that I have found over the years and contemplate their lives and deaths in this rugged mountain land that I love to roam.
Time to enjoy life in the uplands.
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