This morning I got busted, YET AGAIN, by a dang ol buck. I was about 40 yards from my spot and then out of the darkness I heard him wheeze at me. So loud it made me jump! So I put it in reverse and walked back about 20 yards and sat against a bail of hay and tried to call him or other deer in with some bleat calls and grunts. I had one doe bleat back at me a bunch of times and I could hear branches whacking on another bucks antlers as he walked by... but nothing came to me.
I don't even want to go on about everything that's happened before today...
I'm frustrated... Almost don't feel like going out anymore this year. Yet I still have the never give up attitude...