As we had reached civilization again we took a break and partook of Venison sticks, sausage, crackers and cheese. We visited with each other and had some drinks to replenish our strength. After about a 20 minute break we decided to go the other direction from where we had been. Even though we are were pretty warm when we got to the trucks we had chilled considerably. The first draw we hit Damon got a bunny up and going towards Mr. Vic. Vic never saw him so we presumed he found a nice burrow to hide in. Shortly after that I got one up. Coming to full draw he had blitzed about 20 yards down the draw. All I could see was brush and trees and never got a shot. Going onward we came to another draw or cliff for me. I quivered my arrow and slid down the ravine landing on my posterior end. I think Damon got a kick out of that one. At this point I need to thank Dave Pagel even though he was in K-zoo. Do to me purchasing his Vortex it came in very handy hooking over growths to let me crawl up the other side of the ravine. Without it I would have never made it and would have fallen prey to these Demon bunnies. I know that would happen as I spied another deer carcass. Probably fallen to these critters. As we all presevered and surged onward we got more turkeys up along the Lake. Hearing someone holler I stared in awe as a fine Whitetail went bounding through the four foot high grasslands headed towards the Lake. It was a neat sight as Mr. Vic simulated a full draw on his quarry and followed through. The majestic Whitetail bounded over the hill headed towards the Lake last we seen. No sooner had that happened and another turkey arose from the grass and sailed out and headed towards the Lake. We didn't think the turkey would make it but he labored through it and landed on the other side. Hooking around the fingers of the Lake we circled and headed back. More rabbits were got up without any shot opportunities. Mr. Vic came to full draw on one but the shot wasn't there. Another one got up for Damon and headed into thick underbrush. Damon and I waded into it and ended up crawling through half of it. As I made it to an area I could stand up in a Grey Squirrel went behind me and up a tree. Hollering at Shaun to let him know he asked me if I had any flu-flu's. Like any self respecting archer I exclaimed yes they are in my side quiver back at the truck (duh). Shaun had one and took a close shot at the Grey about 18 to 20 feet up. Even though he didn't get the Grey it decided it had had enough and came screeching down the tree. Ah-Hah I thought. By the time the little guy hit bottom I was at full draw. I released just as he hit the ground. My Hex head spun him around and he wasn't moving very fast away from me. Damon, I and Lefty went to where I last saw him about 10 yards through the brush. Damon heard him bark but we never could find him. Alas, all I had was some grey hair on my Hex head. Anyway all in all I really did have a great time and would do it again in a minute. It was great spending some quality time with fellow Tradgangers. Whether hunting, stumpshooting or just BS'in it is all worth it. I just thank the Lord for giving me the chance to share such fine Fellowship.