On Friday night I drove up to Marion, IN which is near the location I was going to hunt on Saturday. I got a hotel room there and got everything prepared so I could make a quick and early exit to get to the stand before the sun started to come up. I really didn't think much about carrying a shotgun case into a hotel while in my pj's with wet hair and no makeup until I was halfway through the lobby and there were people looking at me from multiple directions. What are ya gonna do?
When I got back to the room, I changed the barrel on my shotgun. I haven't used my rifled barrel or scope this year so I wanted to get reacquainted with it. I was reviewing the settings on my scope by looking through it at the order confirmation board at the Taco Bell down the street. I then realized if anyone drove by and happened to notice me up in the window I probably looked like a sniper. I have my moments. I'll tell you what though... I had a great shot at that confirmation screen. I was feeling confident. After that I closed the curtains and practiced some shooting positions.
Fun Fact: My shotgun has a name. It's Dolly. |
On Saturday, after the morning hunt, there was a breakfast/ lunch break. Driving into town I passed a house and saw a man, dressed as an elf, driving a gator. I wish I'd of gotten a picture.
When I arrived at the little hole-in-the-wall restaurant in Wabash, IN, I opened the menu and found an item that was a done deal based on the name. It was called The Cannonball. Get it? The Wasbash Cannonball? If you don't get it, Wabash Cannonball is a very old song that's been recorded by many many artists. I put the Johnny Cash version below in case you're interested.
The breakfast version of the Wabash Cannonball. 3 eggs, sausage, hash browns, biscuits and gravy and toast. And I ate every last bit of it! |
I found the little diner's blog/ website. If you're ever in Wabash, check out Joe's Diner!
Following breakfast, I was leaving the parking lot of the restaurant and saw something you don't see much anymore. A payphone! I couldn't resist taking a picture with it. The best part was, when I picked it up, there was a dial tone! I'm not used to hearing that sound.
I stopped off at a cute little country store that I enjoy browsing when I'm up that way and had one final random sighting during the lunch break. As I got back in the truck, I looked to my right and saw a blue van next to me that appeared to be driven by a dalmatian!
The last story from the hunting trip comes from the drive home in the evening. Dinner was at a Subway in a gas station somewhere near Marion. There were four tables to eat at. As we were eating, my friend informs me there is a mouse running around under the soda machine behind me. I look and giggle a bit and continue eating. Soon, a teenage boy and his girlfriend walk in and decide to get sodas. They then stand in front of the soda machine texting for a couple of minutes. At that point my friend says to me, "watch this," and I know what's coming. He tells this teenage girl there is a mouse right by her hip and we laughed hysterically as she jumped out of her skin.
What a great day for random humorous sightings. I'm so happy for the opportunity to share them with you too.
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