Heber is a buzz with hunters-the smart ones are driving straight through to Colorado, the rest of us are looking for camping spots that have had trailers in them since the archery hunt.
The ATV shops are crazy, as are the tire shops. Plenty of out of state plates to keep it interesting. A few orange hats here and there, with fewer full mouths of teeth
Sporting goods stores are boresighting rifles that haven't been shot in years. Selling ammo like crazy, and pissing last minute tag purchasers off by the hundreds.
The busiest liquor store days of the year are upon us. Plenty of Jack's buying the yearly booze, and other vices to cure their buck fever. After all it's only once a year.
The quakies are all but bare, the smell of wet rotting leaves, coffee grounds, and wood smoke soon to fill the mountain air.
Anticipation of hearing the first shot on opening morning, the welcomed warmth of deer blood on your cold hands.
Ah yes, it's hunting season in Utah!