I went to the Father and Sons in Pine Valley with Hunter. It was a good time. I didn't get much sleep because it was a little cold. We had a good time though. We went fishing, and then I tried to get Hunter to go turkey hunting with me, but he wanted to stay at camp and play with his friends. No luck fishing just a couple of tiny bites. I saw one turkey, but he was already in his roost.
I drove home, and Dace met me at the house. We drove 21 miles out to the top of Veyo hill, and started running back. We were just to the top of the Dameron hill. A little over 3 miles into it and my left calf balled up like a charlie horse. I was done so I hobbled back to the vehicle (ran and walked). My calf and achilles had been hurting up until that point on the outside of my leg. It cramped up on me on the inside higher up the leg. So it's back to April's for the 2nd time in 4 days for more torture. Why do I put myself through this? | 