I insert the memory card of my trailcam into the laptop and click “Extra Large Icons” on the View selection. The first few photos that appear on the monitor always set me back for a moment. Who is this strange old man stalking through our woodlands? My brain comes into focus and I realize the curious old coot is me. Old? Stodgy? Plodding? When did this happen? Maybe it would be best, psychologically, to put the trailcam away and go into this bow season with the picture of a younger man in my imagination.