Sorry for the lack of action here. My computer is still in the mass of boxes and my brain is fried. Tomorrow I head to Colorado and Saturday I start hunting. I’ve loaded a few things to run while I’m gone including the second part of antelope hunt.
Unfortunately I have bowhunted exactly once this fall. In the 13 years since I discovered archery I’ve never hunted so little. Last Saturday The Old Man and I spent most of the day hanging stands, checking sites, etc. We quit by 4:30 to shoot our elk rifles:
Then I took a shower and grabbed my bow. I sat in a stand I’ve had fantastic hopes each time I’ve sat in it, and I’ve yet to see a solid buck there. It sits in a narrow strip of timber between a lake and a cut corn field.
Looking left:
Looking right:
The idea is to catch deer trading from the big cover to the cut corn fields before dark. The idea is good, the quality of the deer has not been. Two does came by and that was it. I’m not giving up on it though.
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