Smartarse. Sorry for the prolonged absence. Between deer hunting in the day and beer hunting at night with all the old school friends in town there hasn't been much time for sleep let alone posting . I guess I've got some catching up to do.

Definately good to run into Skeeter and put a voice to the face and name, good guy! Hopefully i'll get a chance to meet more of you guys in the future.

Skeeter, I'll be around sometime this winter or early spring if you're interested in hitting the pasture or those alfalfa fields for sheds. Was that buck you jumped in the same windrows where we ran into you? Keith (brother in law) and i didn't ever make it into the pasture. the wind was a bit of a b*tch but you found that out for yourself! Instead, we went and talked to the guy who owns those posted alfalfa fields on the east side of the road where we met up with you. He gave us permission on the south quarter as long as we set up facing south (away from the houses). The rest of thurday was pretty uneventful. The wind switched to northwest so we set up for the evening in that abandoned yard and waited for the critters to come out but only the does showed up. Firday morning we set up on the fenceline along that alfalfa field hoping to intercept all those deer coming from the fields. It worked perfectly as the snow drifts were high enough that we could scoot along the fence for a shot every time a new group of deer came across. I think it was the second or third group that came by had a nice little 2 1/2 year old 5x4. Keith lined up and made a great shot from about 175 yards. He went a few yards and I put one in him for insurance (turns out it wasn't needed) but we wanted to be sure because of our narrow shooting alleys. Keith was pretty happy to finally have his first buck after three years of trying. To me that morning made the whole trip back worth while and a success in my books. I'll post pics when I get home.

Last night was a bust as the deer came piling out of the pasture. I lost count at 30 but no big bucks to be seen. This morning dad and I headed back to the fenceline but the deer all crossed before legal time. A couple of decent ones but nothing worth shooting. To effing cold anyway[:'(]. Tonite I went back to the pasture but someboday already was in my spot or at least camped out in his truck watching the field where the deer end up when they come out of the pasture. Instead, I became one of the "orange army" driving laps. In the end, I didn't try to hard as I wasn't too excited about gutting a deer in this weather. [:'(][:'(]

All in all a fun trip and well worth it. I had my chances and learned my lessons from them. I can't wait to do it again next year, just don't tell the wife[:-]

Sprockett, nice looking buck way to go!

ag, i'd be putting that mulie on the wall but that's just me.

JD (or any of you for that matter), you should come up to PR next year. We'll track a big wt down and admire each others trucks