Traditionally, this date in history has been a great day for our group. We have taken some really good deer on Nov. 11. The wind howled today and made for less than perfect conditions. Some of us are trying to take a few does and some of us are still trying to wrap our tag around a buck’s antlers.
The day passed quickly and didn’t grant many opportunities, but Dad took advantage of one that was offered and scored on a nice buck. Dad was simply worn out and decided to fill his tag. He hunted really hard and overdid it a little bit. I know he wasn’t overly happy with his choice, but at the same time, he was happy to wrap his tag around the antlers of a nice deer and get some rest.
As the week has progressed, Jeff noticed a vehicle coming down the short dead-end road where he has been hunting and turning around. He figured the guy realized he was hunting in the small piece of woods when he saw the truck parked on the side of the road and decided to go elsewhere.
Well, as I’m updating this entry a while after this day, we found out what was really going on. Our Tar Heel buddies were actually dropping someone off out in front of Jeff and going to the end of the road to turn around. The guy was basically sitting in front of Jeff, which is the reason why the activity slowed down considerably when Jeff began seeing the truck. Keep in mind that this woodlot is no larger than a football stadium, and Jeff’s truck was parked clearly on the side of the road. There was absolutely no doubt as to where he was hunting. I’ll never understand some people and what makes them decide to do what they do…. mind-blowing.