My luck is holding out-unfortunatly. Went back this am, but by the time I got to the place (not far from the house) I had a peculiar rumbling in my belly. I knew then I better not even think about getting in a tree, but paused long enough to look and think. I saw a spot just off the trail that I *think* I can get in on the ground, but the deer would have to be past me before I could get a shot. Ideal, if the wind is right--it's practically a wall of vines, trees, briars, etc. on two sides (front and left side).

I came back to the house (which prooved to be a very smart move) and planned to go back out this afternoon. I get a call from my brother, and tell him about the misadventure yesterday. He tells me "Don't go back.". I'm thinking he has some kind of idea on how to get this deer, then he follows with "I'm going to take Mason (his son) there Saturday morning". Youth gun season is Saturday--arrgghhh!!! Well, since the property belongs to my brother's buddy, and my brother bought the food plot seed and used his tractor to plant it, there wasn't a lot I could say. Maybe my nephew will get lucky--if not, I should be able to hunt it againnext week.

I have other places to go, but so far this one has shown some promise and one other spot I hunted hasn't. Maybe I should take up quilting.

Chad