Had a wild night in the deer stand last night. Walked in and turned a corner to my stand and had 4 deer and 6 wild turkeys looking at me. Totally busted. Deer everywhere in the cornstalks. By the time I got back to my Jeep I had seen over 20 deer.
Shot a fat yearling button buck just before dark with wind and snow flurries.
No blood trail not a pinhead drop so I decided to wait until this am.
Started finding blood 40-50 yards into hell’s 5 acres. Tangled hateful mess of brush and trees but tracked and found the deer in good shape. 20 degrees last night, 30 when I got it home and hanging in the barn.
Hit it high but lunged him out just didn’t bleed for awhile.
100 yards uphill I’m glad I didn’t shoot a bigger one. I’m getting too old for this.
I need to mentor a young hunter, one with a good strong back and a cell phone.
I’ll be butchering and making more sausage next couple of nights.