[M.T. Pockets]

The sound of geese honking is the first memory I can recall.

The sound of mallard wings wispering over you before you see them is a favorite, or teal coming in like Leer jets.

The smell of elk in the timber.

Nothing quite like the sound of a bull elk bugling at close range.

The smell of coffee.

The site of your camp's fire in the distance when you're coming in from the field.