Ok! ok! I admit it, I kiss my wife's derriere about nine months out of every year. The reason why? WHITETAILS!! I can't get enough! If I'm awake, I'm thinking of how to outsmart ol' mossyhorns. If I'm not planting food plots, I'm hanging stands, putting out cameras or wildlife eyes, studying topos and aerials or shed hunting. Then summer arrives, and I'm hiding along one of my favorite soybean fields watching for potential prospects come fall. At last, dawn breaks on opening day and I couldn't think of one place that I'd rather be. Yep, I kiss my wife's derriere as much as possible in the "off" season, because I know that I get rather one-track minded come season. Through the eyes that I see through, it's worth every single kiss!!