By Mac Arnold
Editor-In-Chief
I have to remember that these are special days as I slowly count down to normalcy.
No, I’m not particularly happy about my ailments. I can’t run anymore. Haven’t been able to throw normally for quite some time now. (I used to have a rocket arm. Or so I’ve been told.)
But there is so much I can still do!
I’ve been taking a few shots at my hunting prowess or lack of it on this blog as of late yet I’m still out there and in the game. I feel like this is the year I score a breakthrough white-tailed buck.
RTWO Photo
by Mac Arnold
This smallmouth was hauled in in August on Michigan's River Raisin and came in just under three pounds.
And I didn’t post it on here back in summer but I boated, er, canoed a pretty nice smallie all the while going backward down the roaring waters from the small dam on the River Raisin.
I’ve gotten through a rough two to three-year stretch where all I did was work and sleep while holding down two full-time jobs.
But I’m to the point where I no longer have to do this, and I’m not.
The thought of finally getting away from this leaves my mind so relieved.
It was hell.
God got me through it. All glory be to Him on high.
Life should start being much more enjoyable in 2022.
I think I’ll start it off by getting deep into the Ohio muzzle loader season, which opens Jan. 8.
Of course in the meanwhile I will still be hunting in Michigan's Sanilac County with the king of all seasons -- regular deer firearms season -- coming up next week on Nov. 15.
