I did not get a deer this year. I missed a doe. I saw a buck disappearing into the brush. I saw two small deer that I let pass.
There were horned owls, barred owls, ravens, blue jays, ruffed grouse.
I love the north country. I love hunting these beautiful creatures, smarter than me. See you next year.
Oh yeah, walking Sasha at night, two blocks from the house, just before deer hunting, and 8 point buck wandered across the street merrily on his way, 80 feet away from us, not even aware that we were there. Go figure.
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