It was an INCREDIBLY beautiful night! Cold-ish, clear, with a slight mist rolling in towards the end. We got three shots off--and three complete misses <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Then, right around 9:30, the spotlights started shining on the fence line of the property and the police cars showed up and a manhunt for us ensued from the neighboring farm/park where they had some sort of festivities underway. We just stayed reeeeeal quiet and reeeeeeal dark for 40 minutes until the landowner was able to get there and make sure we didn't get thrown in jail. Whenever SF, my dad, and I get together, mayhem ensues <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
In fact, SF told his wife "I'll see you a little bit later." She asked "Are you going with DT's father?" "Yes" SF replied. "I won't see you a little bit later" she retorted. given that it's now midnight, I'd say she hit the nail on the head <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> We NEVER have a normal outing. Something ALWAYS goes incredibly...interesting.
