Went to wet a dare devil in the creek close to our home and walking the edge of the river did me in. Short of breathe weakness in the limbs and sweating. Yup, a heart attack. Two days later and one stint and a couple of balloon treatments I believe that I am on the mend. It was a wake of call. I have a couple of projects in my shop that I wanted to build such as a Grandfather clock to finish and a canoe that I always wanted to tackle. Of course I want to shoot the biggest buck in the swamp with my Crossbow to so I refuse to push diasy's. To the hunt.