Man it is good to hear you talking. Went out the other day, thick fog everywhere. At eleven o clock Me an Ol Homer broke through the fog as we climbed the south side of the mountain. Looking around fog was everywhere like a blanket. One spot to the west was clear and standing out forty miles away was the Henry Mountains covered in snow and drenched in sunshine. Made my whole day, the big guy does good work. Lon When you finally take that trophy mouse I expect to be invited to a BBQ.
ETTE.
Darrel
