Last evening I ventured out across the valley to a farm I have permission to hunt. I set up just inside the woods near a scrape and rubs. The acorn crop was a failure this year but the Hickorys and Walnut trees are producing so the squirrel activity is high as well as the sounds they make in the leaves. I figured I was at one with nature when a squirrel came within a foot of my back. Just before dark after many alerts of something scurrying nearby I heard the unmistakable sound of hooves and a deer ran by at less than 40 yds but due to the dense understory when it stopped I could not get a shot. In only a few more minutes it was too dark to see through my red dot sight. I got up and with a rather numb body tried to sneak about 60 yds to the field edge. I did see one deer in the field but by that time it was past shooting hours and it was about 50 yds away. It drifted back into the woods so I continued on. As I worked my way past a small piece of woods jutting into the field I could see another deer but by this time it was just too dark to see it clearly even with a small pair of binos. I finally saw it was a buck making a scrape. He was nothing to write home about but was about an average 6 point with a kinds thin mass. He was really busy at his duty and had not seen me standing in ankle high stubble. Since he was facing mostly away from me I decided to see how close I could get. Imagine my surprise when I, fully exposed, was able to sneak to within 40 yards of him before he snorted and jumped into the woods. Had it been still shooting hours I may have been tempted but then again if it were light enough to shoot he would have seen me sooner. Oh well it was a good evening even though I did not get a shot.
Good luck to all of you that are still out there communing with ma nature.