Even though its early in the morning I don't feel in the slightest tired. Food doesn't appeal so I'm going to stay satisfied with a big cup of coffee...
I drive around to a friend's place. He is already up and waiting ready to go so we quickly load my vehicle and start the drive.
Ideally I'd like to just lie back and have a snooze but that's impossible. Perhaps it's my personality but I can't be totally relaxed and laid back about these early morning starts.
My friend starts talking about other hunts, reminiscing about an exciting stalk he had ten years ago while I try to sound enthusiastic.
We watch the temperature reading on the dashboard for what's going on outside. Ideally the temperature will go down as we drive further inland because that means the conditions are calm and the sky clear. If the temperature remains the same it means a westerly wind is moving large air masses down from the mountains to the sea...probably not good weather for hunting.
The road follows alongside a large river and I notice trees shaking  in the wind. The air outside is suddenly a few degrees warmer but after a few kilometers the strange wind disappears and the temperature drops again.