So we all know that the ellusive browny point is extremly hard to acquire, sometimes taking weeks or even months to pocket even one. They are very mysterious in thier ability to vanish in a blink of an eye, and some even say they are just a myth or legend from days gone by. Well I'm here to tell you they are real and I actaully had one in my hand this last Monday. The day started with one of my boys and I heading south of town where the plan was to tow a large rock up out of a coulee and winch it into the truck. Once it was in the truck the plan was to get it home and place it in the brides back yard with out her knowing. All went well and as planned. When my little bride of many years came home she was so impressed with the new addition to her rock collection she got on the phone to who I suspect were the point police and before long there was a knock at the door and FedEx had a package for me with 1 point inside of it. I hadn't seen a point for so long I was taken aback and quickly stuck it deep in my pocket. As the day wore on I was beginning to feel the burden that comes with the responsability of owning a point. It was like the constant pressure of 10 pound fishline pulling me down.
I had to do something and I had to do it fast before I was taken over by the point. Well I saw an oppertunity later in the day and asked if she [the bride]
was going to wear the shirt she had on when we went out for supper. The look I got coupled with the immediate release of the point weight was almost as good as the feeling you get watching an opening day sunrise. I was back on the turf I was used to, one point down and loving every minute of it.