I got back late yesterday from the fastest 10 days of the whole year. I'm sad that it's over but it was as usual a wonderful time with a some of the greatest guys a man could ever hope to spend time with..
The success ratio was down considerably this year, we only took two deer where as in past years we averaged 6 to 8 deer on the pole. Asking some of the natives in the area including our good friend who is the local C.O., there are many contributing factors, one of which was a visitor that we had roaming our 440 acres of private land plus the adjoining public land for most of the week. Three of our group were fortunate enough to see the big Wolf that cruised our hunting grounds as he hunted for his share of venison. I didn't see any signs of any kills that he may have made but he sure made the deer nervous, they hunkered down and didn't move much when he was around....which was most of the week.
Here's Old Lobo's foot print next to my Swiss Army pocket knife.