Day 2 afternoon:
I went to the woods with my Dad. We headed over to my grandfathers woods. This woods was wide open and the deer tend to come through just before dark or after dark.
It was quite warm, 65 degrees as we headed across the cut corn and to the woods. I was in an area where my little brother killed his 1st buck with a bow several weeks back.
My father was headed to a small pond that sits back in the woods.
as I was slowly walking in, I had a small deer nearly run me over. I couldn't get it to stop but I had a hand on an arrow and was ready for action!
Cool. 1st deer spotted
My father had bumped it.
I had looked around but couldnt find decent cover.I checked the wind and built a blind. after sitting down the wind changed. CRAP!
I jumped up and sat in a new spot about 15 yards away. turns out there was a branch I had found that my little brother cut and it had a bunch of leaves still on it. I bunjied it to a tree and had instant cover between two larger trees. One I could see marks from a climber on, must have been where my little brother was sitting.
This spot, the deer come frm across the road. usually when cars hit their brakes, its a good sign. well as some deer were gearing up to come across a fellow decided it was time to shoot his rifle quite close. it was the guy who bought my grandfathers house.
as we headed out of the woods it was still 65 degrees, Thursdays cold snap aught to get deer up and moving.
I headed inside the old farm house where i was born and visited with grandpa.