This is a photo blog, right? So I'll post the most unusual photo I have here, but really this isn't about the picture. Hmmmm maybe it is. Twangfest will see its 27th addition in a few weeks and I'm pretty amazed the group of guys have kept at it all along. It started when we all were in college in La Crosse (WI ) and we'd take Sundays to head up to Black River Falls to bow hunt. Somewhere along the line, someone came up with the brilliant idea to make it a weekend and camp, hunt and just enjoy ourselves....and call it Twangfest. The bow hunting part has always been very important, but also the chance to get together each year as brothers. Over all these years this group of guys have seen jobs come and go, marriages, divorce, children brought into the world and sadly some our parents leave it. We're scattered now across Wisconsin, Minnesota, Illinois, and Tennessee, but still make the journey back each fall. It's funny... in a good way, that it takes all of 2 seconds to feel like we've just been together, even though a year has past. We jump right back into our close knit friendships. I guess the picture does tell some of the story-music, skits, hunting, autumn and goofiness which all play a role in Twangfest. I know for myself, as the air cools, trees turn color and the first squawking of blue jays ("THERE he is....there HE is!") start, I get excited about Twang getting closer. It effects all of us during the year too, new purchases of gear, vehicles, and hunting clothes all have a sense of Twangfest in the back of our minds. "This will be great at Twang!"
Not too many days to go now-better start packing. I can't wait.