Passed a herd of mulies on the way to dinner late this afternoon…saw a 4-pointer pushing the herd. But what the little buck didn't see was the first Big Boy I've seen this season, a huge buck with a lot of points. Better luck next year, Junior!
When we got home, coyotes were yipping and howling way off in the distance, and, predictably, Newt has been spun up all night.
I didn't get to the range today after all…was kinda dragging from the week's work.
Am seriously looking at the newly released Sig Sauer P225. I really regretting losing my old German 225, which I had carried for years. I still have the holsters!