We were hunting buck ridge, or at least would be after a short walk along an old logging trail in leaves that seemed to be up to my calves and extra crunchy.
Of course these little marches in the darkness are full of anticipation and doubt. Since I'd never been there before I wasn't quite sure how far we'd be walking, but I expected the worst... fat guys do that!
It turned out to be a pleasant enough walk. The hill not so steep and the distance not so far. Soon I could just make out the straight lines of the ladder stand a short way below us on the side of the ridge.
We were soon off the ground and settled into the two man set up. I'd never done anything like this before so it was a new experience for me.
Light wasn't far behind us as we settled in for the morning. I looked over the area and made mental notes of places to watch. Of course I had a second pair of eyes and ears to help so I didn't expect much would get by us.
It was a perfect situation. The wind spilled continuously down the hill toward us.
Just below the stand and ten yards farther down the hill was the head of a very deep valley.
Anything moving through the area would be funneled around the top of this terrain feature.
I could just make out two trails that passed us on the hillside. One was within 10 yards and the other around 20. There was a third I didn't see directly below us.
As Tracy had said, deer were likely to approach from any direction except the steep valley and that wasn't out of the question... they are deer after all.
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