It's Monday morning with a strong prediction of rain, but I'm determined to be out in my tree stand for my first White Tail hunting opportunity. I've been at the archery range for the last 12 months preparing for this moment. Rain or shine... I'm going to be waiting for that trophy buck to come to my field to graze this morning.
After sticking it out through the most miserable drizzle for 3 hours straight, I'm soaked to the bone, haven't seen a deer... not one... I'm headed in for a hot cup of coffee.
I'll be back out tonight, to give those deer a second chance at filling my plate.
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