My dad and I each were able to fill our muzzleloader antlerless permits Friday morning. It was cold and calm, a perfect morning to be in the woods. Nothing better than watching the woods wake up. Turkeys were making a heck of a racket just over the ridge from me. We each had a nice mature doe on the ground by 8:30. I shot mine about 8 and heard dad shoot while I was field dressing my deer. They weren't big bucks but it was still a great hunt. I try to appreciate each deer season more since my dad is getting older (65) and even though he's healthy as a horse right now I've come to realize he won't be around forever and next year is never a guarantee, for any of us.
We'll be out again in a few weeks for the late winter antlerless season.
We'll be out again in a few weeks for the late winter antlerless season.