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Season 9, episode 1

Ok friends, while I don't have any venison hanging up, it was a fantastic weekend! Incredibly cold but awesome. Dad and I were in the woods by 5:30, sitting in our Sky Condo (pictures coming soon). We were there for 4 hours, then moved to my tree seat and dad started walking, hoping to push them my way. I was able to thaw a little while sitting there - the sun, a little breeze... I didnt fall asleep, but I could have.
I thought I would snap a few photos of the view from my tree seat so you know what sort of great views I have. And because I took the same photos about 24 hours later and there was 4 inches of snow on the ground.
This is right in front of me. The lane to the right, is where I shot my doe 3 season ago. I dropped her right where the bright yellow leaf is pointing. She made a terrible, haunting sound. Was there for what seemed like forever (was probably 1-2 minutes), staggered to her feet and wobbled off. We never found her, even though the blood trail was almost a solid red line. I felt awful after that happened. The more people I talked to though, the more I realized that it seems to happen to almost everyone at some point in time. So, I am chocking it up to having it happen then, with a does as opposed to that 10 pointer that I want.
This is the view to my right. Dad cleaning it out last spring so I have a clear shot. I kept visualizing a deer walking through there, stopping to eat some acorns and whatnot and me getting a perfect shot. Never happened. I did see 2 partridges that crossed right in front of me. They were loud in the leaves. Also, how do you like my gun pointing out? The seat is a modified job that Dad did - he cut, duct taped and tweaked to make it perfect for me. The way it sits, it snuggles right under my arm. Ready to go at anytime. After lunch, we went back into the Sky Condo as the sun disappeared, the clouds rolled in, the temps dropped (started at 20, went up to 42 and then dropped again). We waited and waited and came home at 6:30. BUT - Sunday, we went tracking. AMAZING! I am grabbing the photos from my camera and will post in the next couple of days. Stay tuned as Sunday turned into a fun, exciting time in the woods.

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  1. funny, the world always looks better from a treestand!

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