My evening ended at the base of a giant mossy oak. Jewel, Casey and Bob treed well this evening. We got to the creek, released the dogs and barely had time to walk back to the truck before they had treed. They ran parallel with the road a good ways. We only had to walk a couple hundred yards to the tree. Easy walking for the most part.
great pics, I spent many years coon hunting as much as 6 nights a week, I loved every minute of it. More than half of those nights were spent alone, just me and a dog or two. Thanks for sharing your mossy oak. Your pics bring back memories. I mis my best dog Matt.