I decided to go behind my parents’ house today. Since I’ve never killed a deer there, I wanted to go give it a whirl. Every year I go there one time and usually find myself discouraged when things out of my control begin unraveling around me.
I wasn’t let down. I didn’t see anything and shortly after daylight someone from the sawmill came rolling by with the forklift. It appeared that the person was wasting time, so he didn’t have to go back to the mill.
I took all I could before climbing down and heading back to the house. I learned my lesson and most likely won’t return there again this year. I had thoughts of grandeur in my head when I walked to the stand in the darkness.
I was hoping that I would see the buck that I caught on trail camera a few weeks ago. That would have made my day. I’ll be heading out again tomorrow.
Here’s the buck I was hoping to see
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