Saturday, Nov. 27, 2021

Today was not a fun day to hunt. The woods were loaded with snow-soaked branches, and the branches never gave way to the snow, even with the wind blowing up to 35 mph. 

  On our walk in, we jumped a nice buck before we split up. With all of the snow hanging on the branches, I couldn’t get a shot before it got out of range. Dad never saw it, and he was directly behind me. Everything happened quickly. I was disappointed. I just can’t seem to get luck to take a walk to my side this year, and hunting requires a little bit of luck to be successful.

  Dad and I hunted together today. I saw a doe and two fawns at 8:30 a.m. I walked up on them. I decided to sit there the rest of the day, and the day turned out to be uneventful. I never saw another deer, and Dad never laid eyes on anything besides a partridge. When the partridge flew by him, he expected something to follow it, but nothing ever came. Looking at the snow, not many deer moved in the area we hunted. It was basically dead. We could’ve taken the day off and not lost a thing.

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