37 degrees and raining is the perfect weather to be slamming rounds downrange out in the woods, making pepper poppers sound like Chinese opera. (Ting! Tang! TingTing! TangTang! Ting! TangTangTang!)
Note to self: Gloves would have been nice. Thicker socks, too.
On the nature hike prior to shooting, we saw a whitetail big enough to wear a saddle. As he sprinted off through the bean fields, I thought I was looking at a horse at first.