Since we didn’t have a clue where we were going we decided to get up a little late an make our way into the woods in the daylight. Dad and I headed to a swamp that I had studied on an aerial photo over the summer. The swamp had a couple of pinch points in it and a river created a boundary between the public land and some private land with a lot of crop fields. There were ribbons and bright eye tacks plastered all through the woods. It was somewhat laughable since we come from big woods where we tie an occasional ribbon for a landmark or to help us walk around blowdowns without a trail. Dad saw a small 6-pointer while setting up his stand. I didn’t see anything while I was sitting. We wandered along the river after we got done sitting. I jumped a monster buck from his bed and saw a few does and fawns feeding. I found some huge scrapes around the place where I jumped the buck. On our way into the woods we saw a doe run across the trail in front of us. Within a seconds a shooter 8 crossed the road. He had a lot of junk growing out of the bases of his antlers. I stopped him with a quick blast on my grunt call. He started walking toward us, but decided he wanted to continue after the doe. In the evening we hunted a different swamp and river/bottom a few miles away. Dad saw a little 8-pointer right before dark. I didn’t see anything, but I was impressed with all of the sign. I still can’t believe all of the cars and trucks on the side of the road. Unlike Ohio none of them are non-residents. We are the only out of state vehicle I have seen, which I like. I’m hoping most of the people are just here for the weekend. Doug and Jeff haven’t seen much. They seem a little down and are referencing Ohio quite a bit. Hopefully things turn around throughout the week. I like the looks of this place.