Nothing. Just as Ken is coming down from his stand, there goes a small buck. To late. Bummer. Time for lunch and then back out again. A couple of sightings, a few shots heard (not theirs) and back out they go.
While the girls are out in the barn doing dinner time chores, a few shots are heard. We wait, and I am out there milking and see nothing. After I come up to the house, the guys are hauling up a good sized dinner. It is going to hang all night before he starts processing it. Wouldn't you know it has to be cold rain all night? By mid morning Tuesday he is done. The freezer has some good sized venison in it now too.
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