Fog rolls up through the trees
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Looking out the blind. I had a nice experience watching a young kitz (baby reh deer) climb the hill, then stand around and wait for its mother, who was wheezing audibly. They passed within 50 feet of my stand and ran off.
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We took a break and stopped by the Slyrs Whiskey distillery in
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Slyrs, what it does to your speech?
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The pot stills, which are a good thing
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Stainless aging tanks, which are less of a good thing. Wood casks, preferably aged oak used to store Sherry are best.
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Back on the stands
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Photos around the cabin.
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Everybody wanted pictures of Claus in his traditional costume.
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Little fluffy clouds...
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Its funny to sit above the clouds as they roll in
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It says a lot about how much game there is out there if a cobweb grows on your rifle barrel
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Dinner that night in the cabin
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