Its 5 degrees outside as I type this. I'm thinking about my first trip out to South Dakota last year. One afternoon I was all by myself with my Ruger Model 96 .17HMR and 150 rounds of ammo. I was in a dog town that was maybe 10 acres in a very rugged landscape. I didn't miss much and ran out of ammo before it got dark.
This memory keeps me going through these hard economic times.
I'm gonna be back there even if I have to ride a horse!
