I had this dream that tomorrow is bowseason...oh yeah, it is...duh. Anyway, I was in my stand for about 45 minutes when a 160" buck comes in and gives me a perfect quartering away from 15 yrds.

Thwack goes the arrow, up kick his hooves and he is gone straight for the flooded river about 70 yrds to my east. All I remember was waking up and wanting a canoe!

I hope it is not a sign of whats to come tomorrow! Our creeks and rivers are at full level since all the rain, and I have a feeling that the first place he will go is to the water! I just hope he doesnt bleed out before he makes it to the other side!