Time is winding down quickly, but I think I’m ready to head home. Sometimes when you give it everything you have, you come up a little short. It’s not for a lack of trying, though.
Brian, Jacob and I headed back to the area I went to yesterday in hopes of catching up with one of the bulls. Josh went to the area where the bulls were bugling for Jacob last night. We all came up empty-handed. Nobody heard a bugle today, and nobody saw an animal. The hunting is the poorest I’ve ever seen in this area. It’s impossible to get away from people this year.
We are going to give it a try in the morning and see what happens. I’m not expecting much. We have a lot ahead of us to get packed up and on the road on Friday morning. I’m not looking forward to the drive home, but I am looking forward to getting home and into the woods for archery season. It will be good to get home.
