Back from the mountains, no elk sandwiches for me. Only tag sandwich is on the menu again this year..
I have hunted each morning and evening since returning and untill today was there was not anything worth reporting.
We had temps of 33 F this am and the fall's first frost. A very light and vairble wind. Barely noticable out of the North .
I chose this spot as it was easy to walk to, having injured my knee out West. I am the walking wounded right now.
On the way to the stand ( red line ) from the yurt, I jumped two bedded deer. Just after settling in , a deer very quietly came up the deer trail ( yellow line) and stood directly beneath me. it was so dark I could barely make out it's shape. It must have heard me climb the stand and came to investigate. Finally it picked up a scent of Jim on the downward thermal and hastily left.
By 8:30 I was considering leaving when I spotted the hind quarters of a big deer body behind the only tree screening my view. How the heck did it get to within 20 yards with out me hearing it? Antlers on one side were visible and the grip on my riser tightened.
A beautiful 3 year old 10 point. He was basically an 8 with a sticker coming out one brow and one G2 being forked. He walked up the path and stood broadside at 7 yards .