All of the sugar lines lead down to the tank I pictured and when I took the pics of the brook bottom I saw the rub. That sapling was still wet and destroyed. Some decent size tracks running through there. The wind was changing so I decided to work up to the edge of the cow corn and see how things looked.
I watched some P&Y grays running around having a grand time. I was tempted to loose a broadhead at one but fought of the urge. One sat on a stump not ten yards in front of me, very tempting. A little red chased him off and sat on the stump scolding him, when boom, a big Red Tailed Hawk took him off the stump. Red's make an awful noise when that happens. Was cool to see another hunter in the woods be successful though and I took it as a good sign.