Headed out to the spot this morning where I got my whitetail last year. When it was still only light enough to see dark blobs rather than actual deer, they surrounded me. As it got lighter, I made out doe after doe, with nary a buck. Eventually one winded me and snorted, whereupon they all got nervous and cut away from me, going up a different trail 200 yards away. Over an hour or so, I watched probably 25 to 30 does and fawns.

Just when it seemed there were no bucks within miles, I spotted one coming up the hill. Binocs told me it was a small 4-point, and I wondered if more would follow. On cue, a much bigger 4-point appeared, followed by cranker 5-point (that makes 10 points in all, you eastern guys). In a line, the 3 proceeded up the same trail as all the does had gone.

SO - this afternoon, I took a stroll out there with my pruning shears and sierra saw, found a great ambush site, and commenced to prune some shooting lanes. The stand will be a ground blind against a 2 1/2 foot pine tree with various Saskatoon bushes and other brush around it. Tomorrow morning can't come soon enough.