At 10 am my feet were screaming to get some blood to them but I wasn't ready to head in just yet.
I snuck back down the logging road to the Andy Ivy stand (15). Dressed like a winter ice fisherman.
The short walk was enough to warm me up and up in the ladder I went.
I wasn't there 10 minutes when a super 2.5 year old 10 point came busting out of the thick stuff in front me. I grabbed the bow and stood with out him catching me. But he crossed on to the trail five yards to the left of anywhere near a possible shot
and quickly went down the other side of the ridge.
It is probably a good thing a shot wasn't presented. I know if I had killed that buck I would regret it. He is the kind of deer that has tremendous potential. He will be a real slammer some day!
He was right behind the red cedar on the left and stood briefly for a second. I've been thinking about removing that cedar anyway so the little oaks there can get some more sun. Next time up there it's gonna go!
Here is the right side of the stand. I guess being a lefty I unconsciously always clear to the right and seem to neglect the left!.
Five minutes after the buck left a doe appeared. Followed by a six point 20 minutes later, an 8 point 40 minutes later and finally at noon a spike! Four bucks went by between 10 and noon!
At 1 pm I headed down got a bite and went right back out to the Roundabout. But the wind had really come up bad and the deer were not moving in afternoon like they had in the morning.
I did manage to rattle in a small 6 point. He came in from behind me on one of the higher contours trails, but he winded me and was gone.
Here is some interesting news. Last night while stepping out of the yurt for a bit , there was an animal in the creek bottom making a noise I could not identify. I was thinking maybe a bobcat?
So tonight I find out that yesterday my neighbor who lives just over the ridge and immediately below the homestead stand had a mountain lion cross the road right in front of his car about a 1/4 of a mile south of his drive way.
The day before that I am told that a local sheriff's deputy who hunts a farm a mile East of me was tracking a deer he'd shot earlier in the am. When he found the deer it had a lion on top of it!
I'll be watching my back trail from now on. Gulp.