Yeah, it’s all good. I like going where no one will bother me. So have a tackle box backpack, and rods that break down into four pieces, and a folding chair. Everything I can carry into the woods in one trip.
I found a great spot but it was a little over grown. No problem though, I also carry a machete. So I take it out and really put my back into clearing out this spot. Probably took like a couple of hours. The next day was pure pain.
It wasn’t always like that though. Getting old is some bullshit.
How did it happen, if I may ask?
Yeah, it’s all good. I like going where no one will bother me. So have a tackle box backpack, and rods that break down into four pieces, and a folding chair. Everything I can carry into the woods in one trip.
I found a great spot but it was a little over grown. No problem though, I also carry a machete. So I take it out and really put my back into clearing out this spot. Probably took like a couple of hours. The next day was pure pain.
It wasn’t always like that though. Getting old is some bullshit.
Dang bro, sending you a virtual hug. I know what you mean, my 30s are definitely not my 20s anymore.