Well fellas, I have met defeat. I started that thread yesterday about testosterone or no brains. I have found out I have neither. My Estrogen level must be high today and it ain't PMS. The marines never showed up to help. A bunch of wusses. I went this am all excited and full of ambition. 16 degrees with a 20 mph east wind. Then it started to snow. A nice peaceful snow, really looked nice coming down in the timber, my feet weren't even cold yet. Not many shots in the neighborhood, where normally it sounds like WWII. Patience I tell myself, you got all day. One buck running like a wolf was after him. Way out, not a chance he was going to come by me and I'd a let him go by anyhow. Come on little doe little doe I kept telling myself. The snow began to have some sleet mixed with it. Still nice, it made a rattling noise in the leaves, kinda cool. which was what my feet were doing, getting kinda cool. Another 20 minutes, the snow turned to all sleet, my feet were now cold and I didn't care if a buck came by or not I was going to shoot it. Another 10 minutes and two things made me pull the plug, One. My beer started getting slushy and I had it covered. Two. The slide on my old 870 was froze. I was reduced to a one shot shotgun. I couldn't have slid that slide if I had wanted it to have slid after I missed with the first shot 'cause I couldn't find the bead on the muzzle because of the ice buildup. So I apologize you super hardy members of the BOC. I tried. I made the effort. The ladies have accepted me into their bridge club. Tanya is president and she says I can no trump anybody. Unfortunately the Daniel Boone club has canceled my membership. I am at a total loss as to what I am going to do with my time. Maybe the AARP will accept me. John.