I went with my gut today and headed to a different area than where I hunted yesterday. It was the best morning we’ve had, and it still wasn’t even close to a frost. For some reason, I felt chilly after climbing into the stand and getting settled. It’s probably because the temps have been in the 70s and 80s almost every day.
The birds went crazy for a bit, and it alerted me that something was going on in the near vicinity. That’s when I leaned forward to get a better look, and something startled me — or I startled it — in the brush behind me. Then, I saw a deer darting through the heavy brush, but it stopped and stood motionless. It tried figuring out what had spooked it but couldn’t place the origin of the problem. Then, I realized that it must’ve gotten spooked when I leaned forward.
After she became relaxed, she began feeding and continued eating in front of my stand for almost three hours. Eventually, she wagged her tail and wandered over the hill out in front of me.
The rest of the day was uneventful, and in the afternoon. the skies opened up and dumped rain in buckets. I got drenched to the bone, so I packed it in about an hour before it got dark and headed for the truck. Overall, it was a good weekend. I put on 15 miles total in the three days. I did see where a few bucks have begun working, so that was the positive point to take home. Hopefully, the cooler weather will stick around for a bit.