Marshall and Vicki are "movin' on up" like George and Weezie

It looks like we might be moving BBHE to Marshall and Vicki's place next year. The construction of the palace is underway. It looks like they even have a covered latrine like we do, although theirs looks a little more substantial. Maybe that is a storage shed. Who really knows. I'll bet that fancy place don't leak hardly any when it rains.

That looks like hot AND cold running water to me. Shoooo-weee! A Frigidaire, a fancy stove with a built-in clock - prolly self cleaning too so you don't have to do nothing but cook in it.

Check out the game camera photos!!!!! Now, we have no way of knowing that these photos actually came from a camera that Marshall owns. We will just have to take his word on it.

Yes, you saw it right; pig, turkey and deer - the hunting trifecta. And now for the pièce de résistance

You just try to knock that one over while you're in it. You can't do it. That sucker will withstand any hunter. Throw in a heater and a reclining chair and you could sit that blind until nightfall.

Marshall and Vicki, we are all super happy for you guys and your new land, and toys. I assume there are a couple of 4 wheelers in the mix.

While you are hunting in posh luxury, just remember your friends who are doing it the old fashion way - no feeders, no heated blinds. We are just relying on our hunting prowess, instincts, and primitive blind technology (sitting on the ground) to bring back trophy bucks (sometimes).

Sure you have a fancy, warm place to sleep. Yeah you have running water, hot and cold. It's true that you will see more deer, bring home bigger bucks, haul them back in a fancy gas powered 4 wheeler. Yeah you have all that good stuff, but we have....... well.......we have a beautiful 6 hour drive to the camp. Oh, and we have glow sticks to tell you if somebody is on the turlet. We have other stuff too. I just can't think of them right now.

I dropped my rifle in the grass....

This year I only came home with a button buck that I thought was a doe. I did, however, see this buck.

After a minute or two of staring through my scope, I dropped my rifle in the grass, fell to my knees, and thanked God for this amazing creature. I just couldn't pull the trigger.