Well deer hunting personified goes like this:
Day 1: Up 4AM, Showers, coffee,bathroom,breakfast choice, coffee, bathroom.
Let's get dressed; multiple layers; utoh another bathroom episode. Takes 2 hours to finally get out the door.
Day2: Some up at 4 AM as is the coffee maker. Several less showers as "I had one last night ". New day, lots of flushing toilets, flatulence, where's my sandwich? Oh was that breakfast?
My favorite is my boot must be leaking because my socks are wet? HUH? So change your socks damnit.
Anyone else feeling the pain?
Day3; Alarm at 4AM, up at 5AM.
Coffee, bathroom, yup you get the drill.
So, how about breakfast? A sea of "green-faces" from the night before.
Another favorite, lactose intolerant. Lmao; he gets apple pie ala-mode after dinner. Set the timer for 10 minutes to watch the fireworks show.
After day 3 they mostly leave except my good friend.
I always said it's not the outcome but the experience.
Nothing could be truer except deer hunting camp.