What a trek! In the old days, I could do this 1000 miles standing on my head! Snow, temporary confusion, map discombobulation; all contributed to a long drive. It took a while to get all the buffoonery of the first day organizing complete, but everything is charged, watered, filled and loaded, marked and stored.
The dogs have been here often and are bouncing like ping pong balls. Now, the big question! Who is up first? Me, I go with seniority, which happens to be my best dog up front, Ace. This works well, because having him pee on my leg when I return from the first cast without him is very embarrassing.
The banging on the motel door is an indicator that my hunting companions are ready for the chase. Stay tuned!!!