This will be my last Trials and Tribulations post before my foray in to seeking out the “Grey Ghost” of the desert southwest.
I have selected my gear. My rifle shoots true, if I do my part, and I am as ready as I will ever be. It now becomes a matter of putting theory in to practice. Scouting is done and it’s too late to learn a new area in my opinion. While I look forward to the fast approaching day I also have some trepidation. I used to get this way before getting on a good bull. My traveling partner when I was rodeoing would slap me on the back or knee and with a smile on his face say, “Ain’t nothing but a thing.” I’d take a couple of deep breaths and be alright.
Now I find myself having to do those deep breathing exercises a week and a day away from the hunt. I picture Freddy, my traveling partner from rodeo days, in my mind’s eye. It helps to settle me down. I’ve worked hard to make this goal a reality and have taken advantage of the opportunities afforded me. Maybe I’ll give Freddy a call and chat with him on the phone.