I wish that I could have been in the woods yesterday evening with that hard-lined front moving through, but I needed to spend some time getting things done around the apartment in preparation for Thanksgiving.  However, I did get out yesterday morning.  I took a buddy who hasn’t been out hunting yet this year, John, and headed up to where I walked firebreaks a couple weeks ago and saw 7 deer (3 bucks).

I directed him down the trail with my climber on his back and gave him specific directions to where he could see a long ways across some hardwoods/thinned pines forest.  One of my best looking spots.

I got back in the truck and drove about 1 mile north and headed into a strip of timber and small fields that runs alongside the lake shore.  On that short drive alone, I saw 2 small bucks and 8 does alongside the road, so I thought we were in for a barn-burner of a morning.

I slipped quietly into position and started rattling and grunting.  It wasn’t long before I could see movement along the edge of the field, but it was just a doe.  Other than her, I didn’t see a thing except a bunch of turkeys that I flushed off roosts and a pair of mallards sitting on a small pond.

At about 9:30, I called John and asked him what he had seen…to which he replied, “Nothing.”  So I decided to try and do something about that.  I made a great big loop around his stand and sure enough, ran 2 big does within 40 yards of his stand 10 minutes into the push.  Unfortunately, that was all I could kick up, but at least he didn’t get skunked.

I was expecting to see more movement, but it was still a great morning in the woods.