Son, if hunters knew
exactly where a deer was going to be at 8:35 A.M., they wouldn't call it hunting.
Only a BS artist is sure just where the deer will be.
Once on a hike, I kicked out a nice buck, hiding in a thicket, some 10 yards from a well traveled highway.
I once tracked a deer on a small old farm, right to a lived in house. The magnificent rub he made on a tree was right next to the rear cellar door. I wondered if he ever stopped in for lunch.
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