320 & 2, we will get to that in a moment. This year hunting chucks I had some long shootin' early on. Actually, some really poor long shots. Then I go on the I.R. list. Bad hip, bad back, a lot of old timers stuff. Is it time to call it quits, huntin' groundhogs ? I was really active in sports. Basketball, Baseball, Referee,Umpire, High School Varsity Basketball Coach ; when it was over I knew to walk away. It never bothered me, but for some unknown reason, I can't walk away from huntin' chucks. As I write, I know I will hurt like hell tomorrow. Can't tell you where, but part of my bod will be screaming, 'what in beejeeezus did you do to me'????---------Enough moanin' fossil explain 320 & 2.

Starting with the 2. I scored twice. This second shot was a doozie. I had a peeker, peeking out of his hole. I got him in the camera, but could not find him in the scope. I'm looking, looking, looking and can't find his nose and head. I was about to pull up and here he comes walking from right to left, into my scope. I never saw him leave the hole until I was editing the video.

Now the 320. That was my first shot and paced off at 320 yards. In golf if you are having a horrible round, there will be one shot that brings you back to the links. Maybe just the thought of scoring that far out, keeps bringing me back to the fields and streams. Old body just take a few Tylenol and get on with it.