So another boring post by me. Anyone still reading this shit?
Woke up early, we break out to our stands at 6am. Settled in and checked this site out while waiting almost an hour for shooting time. Sat till 10:30 zero sightings, dj seen a 4pt and Hunter had the same as me “sqadouche”. We pulled stands and arrived at the camp. Hunter said we have 3 new CA’s to scout. It’s 75 degrees and blowing 20-25 out of the south, I said load the fuck up.
First spot I knew we were in trouble, straight up and straight down. Almost didn’t make it up the trail to the ridge. I thought to myself, I must be real mad at them or stupid. I don’t know which one I’m more of but definitely both. We got back down to the truck, not much interested me and I told him fuck that other hilly bitch, we going to the river.
The next spot was on the river. Found the one entrance to a CA that’s probably 7 miles long along the river. We bounce in the willows and it’s packed w fresh scrapes, every 20’ w 2 or 3 under same branches. Also found some big what looked like community scrapes. Mostly high grass, willows and a few sycamore trees and maples I think. It would be a quarter up and pack out if we killed.