I hunted alone yesterday morning. I saw a small buck and doe, some squirrels, and got to watch a coyote barking like the neighborhood mut.
This morning, I went up to Fayette. Activity has been fairly slow around my sets, so I went up there to get a measure of the goings on in the deer world. I can see a long, long way from my stands, and if they are running wild, I'll see it up there even though they may be a long way off. I saw two nice bucks on the way up, a rare sight. Got to my stand and waited for sunrise. Shortly afterward, I saw a dink buck that followed the scent of Mason's doe's tarsal all the way to my stand. About 740 or so a 100" 8 point walked directly under my fencerow stand and onto the next little woodlot, where he was promptly greeted by a really nice 9 point. They both fed in the cut bean field for a time after the small buck gave the bigger one his props. To say I passed the 9 would be an overstatement, but I had him in the open at 50 yds, doable, but I never took my bow off the hook...he isn't what we are after this year, at least not yet. After they left, I saw the small 8 again and a coyote, which laid down in a field 100 yds downwind from me for a time. I need to start toting a rifle up there instead of a bow.
Below is the coyote, 9 point from today, and a slightly clearer pic of the 150 that Mason passed last weekend. The G2 is hard to see on his right side, but it's there. He's a clean 10.