A guy goes hunting and gets lost in the woods. Remembering the universal distress signal of 3 shots, he fires 3 shots into the air and waits. After an hour he fires 3 more shots. Another hour goes by and still no one comes to help. Preparing for the next sequence he says to himself, "I hope somebody comes this time because these are my last three arrows."
how are ya. thanks for the add. I love hunting maine. My dad has hunted up there a long time. took a great buck last year. It was a bad winter so we will see this year. Good nut harvest this year. I have 2 pointers and love woodcock and grouse hunting. Past three years ive done decent. Just above bangor and mostly a little town called blue hill.
