I should keep mymouth shut, because I know what usually happens when a person starts yapping off. Things don't go according to plan. However - this morning I set one of my frequent unsuccessful ambushes for, hopefully, a nice whitetail. Unfortunately, I set up on the wrong trail by about 60 yards.

First a nice 4 point (western style here - that's 4 per side)ambled up the hill with 3 does close behind. About 15 minutes later, the real parade started. In all, 7 bucks and4 does/fawns. Of the 7, 4 were 4x4 or larger. When my heart rate got back below 150, another 2 bucks came on the same path, a 3x3 and a dandy 4x5. Oh, I did have one spike come by me at about 15 yards. For some reason, I was not tempted to take him.

So I know where I'll be setting up tomorrow. Wish me luck; they'll probably all go past where I was this morning.