I headed into the woods this morning knowing rain was on its way. The morning turned out better than I had anticipated. I thought the deer were going to move, and I felt confident with my choice for the morning. However, I didn’t see any deer while sitting, and I sat until 11.
After getting up, I decided to cover some ground to locate some fresh sign. It didn’t take me long to get into it, as I found where deer have been feeding on a high bench. It looked like they had been all over the flat the entire morning. My assumptions were proven when I jumped a bedded doe. Surprisingly, no buck was by her side when she bolted.
As I meandered from ridge to ridge and across a few streams, I went through many dead areas. Then, the rain began. It was just a nuisance at first. As the hours wore on, the skies opened up and rain pummeled the Earth… and me.
Before I headed back to the truck, I found what I was looking for. I followed a few runways, and they brought me into an area with a lot of fresh sign. I will be returning to that place tomorrow. I feel confident about my chances. I’m not sure what I will do about the wind, but I’ll figure it out when I get there.