There's just something extra special about the first hunt of a new adventure. Of course I'd heard tales of the spooky nature of the little Hill Country deer and I wondered how I'd deal with that.
After looking over a few of the tree stands I was relieved when John pulled up to an old red barn. So this was going to be my first stand.
I settled in as the dust cleared from John's departing pickup truck.
A low loft with an open window served as shooting blind in the barn. A ratty piece of camo material hung beside the window, and a plastic, long legged directors chair sat in front of it.
I rigged up the camo net as best I could.
It became apparent I'd have to do a little work if I was going to get a shot on a Hill Country hyper deer.
Leaves covered the floor making it impossible to move without clattering noise. I found an old blanket in the corner and used it to sweep away the leaves and dust.
Having accomplished that task I carefully spread out the blanket in front of the window and pulled my chair onto it.
After that I removed my shoes. The floor of the old barn creaked when I moved but the shoeless rountine helped.
I got as comfortable as I could and waited patiently for the evening to pass.
All in all the weather was perfect. Not too warm but just cool enough that a jacket and long underwear felt pretty comfy in the inactivity of a stand.
A few deer showed up late but wouldn't commit to come close to my hideout. I guess they had other plans.
Night time came to Texas and I felt God's peace in me with the gathering of the evening color and it's passing into darkness as the sun went to rest beyond the distant hills.
This was going to be a cool hunt. No two ways about it.
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