Brian and I decided to go to a new place today where Brian had put some cameras. I wanted him to put them there, so we could figure out if anything worthwhile inhabited the area.
Going to a new place in the dark can be a challenge when you’ve never stepped foot in that piece of woods. I did the best I could when we separated and Brian pointed me in a direction. I climbed a tree and liked what I saw when it got light.
In the end, I saw three does and two fawns, and Brian saw a nice 8-pointer. Our cameras revealed that we were in a good spot, and we named one of the deer Frank the Tank. It’s just a corny name. He’s not that big, but he’s wide, and we will shoot him if we see him.
The rest of the day was uneventful. We didn’t see much. It was 80 degrees today. We are pretty sure that it’s a good area to hunt because we found Busch beer cans in the woods. This type of thing always disappoints me and makes me wonder why people do what they do. I guess everyone fights battles that we don’t know about, but drinking alcohol while hunting doesn’t mix in my book.
