This is the date that I shot the big buck across the road from camp four years ago. I sat in the big timber this morning. I didn’t see anything. Dad sat in the north bowl and saw a few bucks and does.
This evening I sat in buck alley and saw a few does and fawns, one of which was a button buck. Dad sat up by the pond behind camp. Although he didn’t see anything come underneath him, he did spot a nice buck on the neighbor’s property.
It’s pretty slow. I haven’t seen much sign either. Heavy rain is predicted for tonight after midnight. It’s supposed to last through mid-day tomorrow. I hope they move when the rain stops. I’ve had some phenomenal luck in situations like that in the past. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.