Gents - another day slogging through the wildlife unit. I'd previously mapped-out a yarding area that was holding a pretty decent herd, and the snow finally melted . . . so . . .
Split brows, but one side's broken off.
A few yards later . . .
The match.
Kinda nice. I never had much luck: A. Finding decent looking sheds or B. Finding them in pairs.
I walked my nuts off for the remainder of the day. I did find at least one more solid stand site. I just have to find a reasonable means of ingress/egress. Good god. I cussed and crawled and grumbled and picked thorns out of my hands for the remainder of the day. That place is a massive mess of. . . mess.
It has deer though.
