Saturday was a doe only muzzleloader day in Wild Wonderful. Daybreak found me in the Daniel stand. My son killed a big spike out of the stand during his first hunting trip at the cabin six years ago.
A windy, cool, overcast morning made it feel like hunting season. The leaves were beginning to fall and the acorns were dropping. Deer were moving, as I had a spike nearly sneak past me. A while later a doe and fawn made their way across the ridge above me. They didn’t give me a clean shot opportunity as they were very difficult to see in the brush. The flick of an ear and paying attention to “horizontal lines in a vertical world” allowed me to see them in the first place. No reaction from them as they got down-wind. Mission accomplished thanks to Scent-Blocker garments and Dead-Down-Wind spray.
As the winds continued to blow and the rain approached, I realized I was dressed way too lightly. But, I was smart (or lucky) enough to have packed a fleece neck gaiter and hat. They allowed me to keep hunting with some degree of comfort. That’s when the parade of Mutant squirrels started.
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