I don't post much but I need to vent! Since Kentucky has been stocking elk they have been making there way into Virginia. We have an open season now and I have been chasing a good bull every day for a week.

I roll out of bed at 3:30 a.m. and head to the top of the mountain. Just after daylight I hear a bugel that stood my hair on end! It was as if he was under my stand! I slowly stand,get my cow call out of my pack, and DROP it 25 feet to the ground!

There were 3 does about 100 yards out so if I got down I would have spooked them in turn spooking my bull. I sat down and hoped for the best but did not get to see him.

The saying "I should have just s@#t in my hands and rubed it in my hair because it couldn't get any worse!" now has new meaning to me.