Well guys, I made three hunts this weekend; Saturday morning, Saturday evening, and this morning (Sunday).
Saturday morning I had a doe and yearling enter the food plot around 7:20 a.m. I was sitting in a box stand and watched them feed for fifteen minutes or so at 80 yards out. I was trying to decide if the doe was over or under the 100 lb. mark. Club rules limit us to two does so I try to make sure they give me a good meat yield.
I finally decided to take a shot. As I very slowly eased the Omega X7 out of the window both the doe and yearling took off for the tree line at a brisk pace. I'm thinking "there's no way they caught my movement". Just then a 10" spike buck strutted stiff legged onto to plot. He acted like he was "THE MAN". He was lucky we don't shoot young bucks, or he would have been "THE MEAT". At least I know it wasn't me that spooked the doe and yearling. The buck hung around for ten minutes or so, then disappeared in the same direction as the others.
It had been pretty chilly that morning, but started edging toward seventy degrees around 9:30 a.m. About that time I felt movement on my left arm. Looked down and saw one of these bad boys crawling along my shirt sleeve, still a little numb from the morning chill.
I used my binoculars to brush him off my arm onto the floor, then stomped him flat. A few minutes later I felt movement on the back of my left shoulder. DANG, another giant red wasp. And this one was a little livelier than the first one. As I was maneuvering around in the cramped box attempting to brush off and dispatch the second intruder I spotted another one crawling up the wall. Then another one, and another one. It turns out there was a nest with about twenty of those suckers hanging from the bottom the the chair I was sitting on. They had been dormant from the cold, but the warming weather sure "activated" them.
Anyway, I spent quite a bit of time cautiously squishing those inch-and-a-half long devils - one by one - before they got too lively. Didn't see another deer.
Deer 1, Semisane 0.
Three hours Saturday evening overlooking the same little food plot kept me entertained. A smallish doe and little "devil horn" spike entered the plot and had a game of tag before dinner. Then that same 10" spike from the morning came out. But this time he must have been in a better mood because he went to munching clover and completely ignored to other two feeding twenty yards away. Didn't see a shooter.
Deer 2, Semisane 0.
This morning it was already above sixty degrees when dawn broke, with an intermittent (and damp) S.E. wind and heading toward 80+ degrees. That was bad news. Our deer sightings go way down when the wind switches to S.E. and they don't move much during daylight hours when it's that warm. I sat in the stand to 10:30 and didn't see anything except a couple of squirrels and crows.
Deer 3, Semisane 0.
Anyway, it was a most enjoyable weekend. It's a long season and I know there are two big does out there with my name on them. Maybe even a nice buck.