This cold is kicking my ass. My lung capacity is shot, and it’s hard to breathe if I walk any distance. I decided to take a break today and sit near the road. Well, kind of near the road. I call it near the road because I didn’t put in much effort to get there and could easily get back to the truck if I needed to. Dad decided to wander all over the place to see what he could find.
My day started off on a good note. Shortly after it got light, I saw three does make their way up the ridge past me. They were a little hesitant due to the wind blowing over their heads. My scent was definitely in their airstream. Although it seemed to alert them, they continued on their way.
As the morning moved on, I saw two does being chased by something but couldn’t figure out what was chasing them. A small knoll blocked my vision. At first, I thought they had winded me but later determined that a buck had been chasing them.
At 10:30, a small doe and even smaller fawn trotted past me. I couldn’t figure out why they were trotting, but they never stopped. I found it kind of odd. I was hoping a buck would follow them, but it didn’t happen.
At 11:45, I heard the leaves crunching behind me. Turning to look, I saw a buck coming toward me. He looked like a good one, but he was moving along quickly and was behind some brush. When he came out the other side, I realized he was a small buck. I took my camera out and tried to video him, but the battery went dead after about a minute. That was the end of my day. I sat for the rest of the day and didn’t see a thing. Dad jumped two deer this morning and didn’t see anything the rest of the day. I must attract 7-pointers because the buck was another 7-pointer. I guess I’m winning the battle of picking the right spot to sit. I picked the right spot the last two days. Now, I just need a big buck to stroll by. The video didn’t come out that well due to the quality of the battery, otherwise I’d post it for you to see.