I flew into DesMoines, Iowa today to meet my dad and my buddy Brian. They’ve been out here for a week and have had a fair amount of action. I spoke with both of them on the phone last night and Brian saw a couple of good deer. He sounded pretty excited. My dad is sick and the chronic coughing is worsening by the day.
I did a lot research before choosing this place to hunt. I feel like I have a pretty good grip on it and the two of them have done a bit of exploring to ensure we’re set up in the best places possible. As with anyplace new the hunt will be an adventure and we must be willing to change in a moment’s notice.
It was 61 degrees when the plane landed and a little windy. We ran into the woods for a few hours before dark just so I could get my bearing before daylight tomorrow. From the looks of things I shouldn’t have any problem getting around. Since we all come from the big mountains of northern New York there aren’t many places that are too difficult to figure out, which saves us a lot of time compared to people who don’t come from true wilderness areas.
I had a couple of does wander by me before dark. I walked down an old fence-line along a big agriculture field that had a big chunk of CRP at the end of it. I found a nice place with a lot of scrapes and rubs. Two fences came together in a corner so that’s where I set up. I’m sure I’ll sit here a few times throughout the week. It looked really good, but appeared to me to be a morning spot. Without any past experience here it will be imperative to keep good notes of our observations. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. For some reason I’m not overly excited yet.