Took a trip this Saturday to visit and drop off some things. Turns out small town Arkansas isn't the best place to stock up on topical burn creams and bandages. Also turns out small town Arkansas old people are quite unfamiliar with Amazon and having things delivered. They are getting better slowly. The lady is really just fighting an extremely bad sunburn. The gentleman has some tough days ahead. His arms and legs took the most damage. He gets his wounds cleaned and rebandaged twice a day and it takes about 4 hours to do each time. He should make a full recovery but it's going to be slow. He's come to terms with not hunting this year and has asked us to kill a couple of extra if we could. He takes care of a couple of families and needs 4 deer to not have to buy groceries.
It's lumber company land. Not sure if anyone has heard from them yet. We had 4 game wardens come to this campsite and to a man they all said they knew this camp was out here, but they weren't sure where. Then they all dropped pins. The drug task force came out as well. Turns out exploding campers deep in the woods aren't always so easily explained.
Worst part is this is an old, retired guy that basically moves into this camper on muzzle loader opener and goes home at the end of deer season which in Arkansas is end of February. He lost almost all of his clothes, blankets, towels, kitchen / bath stuff.... Couple of us are trying to get a list of things to help replace it. He's got some pretty rough spots but says the pain is getting better every day. He is one of those just in general tough ass old Arkansas mountain guys.
Went to my new lease in Arkansas for muzzle loader opener this weekend. Had a gentleman on the lease who had a gas leak in his camper. Long story short check you equipment and get a fire extinguisher. This could have gone really bad. 1 person with minor burns and a 1 with some a bit more serious.
He’s a good vet and my animals love it there. He’s just an aggy through and through. I work in commercial construction. If every aggy I crossed paths with got under my skin with their weirdness I’d be miserable.
I have an aggy vet and a schitzu named Bevo. His office won’t call him Bevo. They call him Scout even when talking to us. It confused the hell out of us the first time they called and told us our Scout was ready to come home.
I am on a lease in Arkansas this year where bear hunting is legal. I want to shoot 1 to have the meat, the lard, and the trophy. If i do not like the meat / lard i wont shoot a second. I don't see them the same as a lion or elephant.
I have 2 copies because for some unknown reason my 10 year old xbox just decides from time to time its tired of one of them and wont play it. Cant wait for the new game.