I sat in the tube stand this morning. At first light, I had a small buck make its way past me. A short time later, a fawn blasted off the hill in front of me, but nothing followed it. Around 9 o’clock a doe and fawn fed past me before disappearing. At 10:30 a 4-pointer came down the hill and headed toward the creek.
Dad sat in Charlie’s stand. He saw a couple of bucks, including one sickly-looking one followed by six does at 11:00 a.m. This evening he sat in the north waterway and saw two does on the private ground behind him. I sat in the big timber and had a lot of does randomly running through the woods all around me. I spotted a nice 10-pointer chasing a doe. I drew on him but chose not to loose an arrow. He just wasn’t what I wanted to shoot. He could be a really good deer in a couple of years.