Bad luck continues for the Buckchaser. (long story short)I got up in the tree all sweaty, I bundled up, I warmed up, I nodded off, I woke up and the buck of my dreams was walking behind me. By the time I got to my bow he was already too far and he refused to come back. I had a small fork horn come in too.
I hope you guys don't kick me off the team. My bad luck has to turn here sometime I hope.