CAZENOVIA, WI. Despite my want for adventure, and specifically for hunting adventures, I'm not normally an early riser. Dawn comes far too early, and when you have to beat the sun, even for something as fun as chasing the ninjas of the woods, aka gobbling turkeys, it takes a bit of the anticipation and excitement away.
Who the hell wants to leave the comfort and warmth of a lovely bed for the inky darkness that is 4 am and shiver your ass off for another couple hours before the sun even arrives just so if there's a turkey or whitetail within earshot, they have time to settle down and go back to unawares? Not me, that's who.
