So I'm after a Muley buck this morning. I go early into the scrub brush where I've seen him -- thick stuff.
I clear a couple of shooting lanes and sit and wait. Three minutes later he busts out from behind me. He had been there the whole time listening to my de-construction then waited to see what I would do. I check it out and he's got a very active scrape in there.
Dang. He's nice too. Dec 31 bow archery is over here. Looks like a three year drought will extend to four. Sigh.