Wednesday, Sept. 29, 2021

Although I was exhausted today, I decided I better head north and check out a place I haven’t been to yet this year. Prior to the season starting, Brian and I put on a lot of miles across the Adirondacks, doing 35 miles in one three-day stretch. We put out cameras in places we had never been, and I can’t wait to go back near the end of the season or after the season to collect them. We put one on a phenomenal scrape, and I can’t wait to see if anything visits this scrape. It has been there for a number of years, as you could see where the licking branches had been swapped for new ones along the way. I’m sure a buck could be killed on this scrape. My buddy Kentucky might hunt it at some point this season. That will be his choice. He knows where it is because he was with me and Brian when we put the camera on it.

When I headed up the mountain, my body felt weak and tired. I had a few cameras in my backpack, and I wanted to put them in a place to see if anything worthwhile is living in the area. I’ll return to check it during muzzleloader season. It’s a place that is always good during early season. I didn’t see much sign while walking, but I did come across a nice rub early in my journey.

Seeing my first rub of the year gave me a sense of satisfaction. It also told me that at least one buck had to have been walking through the forest in the same place where I was standing. I enjoyed the moment, as it gave me a newfound confidence for the days and weeks ahead.

Walking out of the woods, the rain began striking the leaf-covered trees. That zero percent chance of rain that I saw on the forecast must have been for another area. It’s amazing how weathermen are more often incorrect with their predictions than correct. I still can’t figure that out. I think I should’ve been a forecaster.

Well, I”m not sure what the next few days will bring, but I’ll be drawing about big bucks and thinking about many of my past memories.

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