10/22
Saw a big pile of BBQ'd ribs, done by Dad the camp cook, converted in to a camp full of stuffed, drowsey bow hunters. Sure am glad he doesn't hunt because it might interfere with his cooking.
It was good to see my nephiew, the marine, who was able to get some leave and join us at camp.
10/23
Hunted with a buddy on his close-to-home spot. Saw a bruiser moving on through about 50 yards away. He was not fazed in the least by my grunt tube insults.
Had 2 does come into the red zone and managed to get a nice, clean shot off at the bigger one and she managed to duck and run out of there unharmed... getting closer.
Had a Blue Heron land in the ditch about 10 yards away.