No, I was not ready for that. So the woody wagon is perfect for hunting season.
So what’s the story here?
Well, this little spikehorn decided to walk in front of the crosshairs of my son’s gun. His truck was in the shop at the time and he borrowed the *Ronnie* for his hunting-gathering gig, rather than waste a possibly productive day in the woods.
The venison is so nice and tender ... better than Angus steak. :)
At least he had the courtesy to put a tarp on the rack.
Usually there are two kayaks strapped to the top, but alas,’tis winter. Good times ahead!