Sometimes It Just Happens artwork by stan beloncis ave yOu ever planned a great hunting trip only to have the plan dashed to pieces? That has happened to me and probably you, more than once. you just learn to pick up the pieces and make another plan. Something like that happened to me last spring. Fate did not allow me to hunt turkeys the first two days of the spring gobbler season, so I dreamed up a great little trip 28 By Bill McKinley H to make up for it; a little adventure just for me. The earliest I could put this trip into motion would be Tuesday of the first week, after lunch. With my hunting and fishing gear packed into my pickup, I first would travel to Cove Creek near McConnellsburg to fly fish till dark. What a great way to spend an afternoon. The next stop would be my hunting camp near Orbisonia, where I’d prepare a wonderful dinner of deer steak, fried potatoes game news