When the early signs of winter starts showing, and one feels the cool breeze early morning on your face. Us hunters can not help but to go out and seek, not much clears your mind like this.
You find yourself in a dogs world walking and seeking birds, when the dogs point/back your inner hunter comes alive, that moment this ratrace we live in is forgotten, your heart beat the dogs and the wind is all you hear, thats life to me.
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