Man I can tell you after 30+sits in a treestand for god knows how long, stalk hunting this morning proved to be a wonderful curve ball. I just put my face in the wind and hunted slowly. Even though it was about 20 degrees outside I didn't feel cold at all.

I saw what I thought looked to be a great looking flat on top of the ravine I was stalking up at first light...about 7:30am I see two does feeding about 80 yards away and begin to smell something. As I close the distance to about 60 yards downwind I most definitely smell some rut stink coming from somewhere. A minute or so later I see a buck chase in and break the does up. I slowly moved up that ravine over the course of 10 minutes as the wind covered my stalk but never saw them again. As I reached the top of the hill and looked down I could see forever. I could see the Potomac River and the Maryland side which is miles away. Man it was awesome just to get some blood pumping and my senses in tune with my surroundings instead of sitting in my climber. I think I might be onto something....this might be more than just a once in awhile thing. I might make stalk hunting something I do in the later part of the season.

I forgot to add as I was exiting around 10am, I had some spooked does come running right out of the thicket. I nocked an arrow and raised my bow and one came running by at under 10 yards...no good shot. Thrilling!