The ever so dreaded Tag Sandwich.
Well, I wasn't able to make it back to Missouri for the final weekend. I have an event I needed to be around for and Thursday I started feeling like crap. I was in no shape to drive most of the night. Knowing I would miss Friday morning I couldn't justify going for one morning.
It was one of the worst years I've ever spring hunted in Missouri. The MDC stated it would be tough hunting do to poor spring nesting the last several years and I would have to agree. There were birds around, but they didn't want anything to do with, well, anything. None the less, I had a great time. Now I'm completely ruined for panfishing. Some of those fish were amazing! I got my first belly full of shrooms and took in some great sights.
A plate loaded with turkey, mashed potatoes, and corn would have been nice. Instead I'm stuck with a nasty tag sandwich. I hate these things! It's never good when you have to eat an out of state tag. There isn't enough ketchup in the world! At least I saved some gas money, right? Aaaahhhhhh....