I arrived at my camping spot at about midnight so I quickly set up camp and went to bed. As a result of my late arrival to camp, I overslept the next morning and didn't get into my stand until the sun was almost coming up. I was disgusted with myself, but the deer showed up late also. The first sightings were two does about 100 yards to my West. Soon after that I saw a group of small bucks North of me about 250 yards. They were fun to watch because they were playing around and sparring with each other. After they departed, I headed to camp (at around 10:30 AM) and had breakfast.
|I broke my SPORK! Good thing I have duct tape!|
The evening was relatively quiet until a pair of armadillos came crashing through my area. I thought to myself, "dang, I wish I had something to shoot them with". Just then I remembered that I had my 44 Mag pistol with me, just in case I saw any hogs. I drew my revolver and blasted the first armadillo with a lucky shot. It was only then that I remembered I didn't have any ear protection! My ears rang the rest of the night.
I headed back to camp and enjoyed a nice dinner and good book under the stars. The conditions were perfect for camping. Cool nights with absolutely zero wind. You could hear a pin drop and the local wildlife was very vocal. I heard coyotes and owls calling what seemed like all night.
The next morning I was in my stand well before shooting light, but it proved to be an uneventful morning. I only spotted a couple of does and by 11:00 AM I was breaking camp. As I was leaving though, I wandered into an area that I hadn't had time to scout and stumbled upon a couple bucks. They were concealed in the brush and were unaware I saw them. I could make out a small buck in the lead, but a better buck was behind him. They got nervous and evaporated back into the wilderness like a mist...then they were gone. Now I know they are hanging out and I can begin to look for an opportunity to intercept them, but it will have to be next time.