I was covered up with deer last night. Lots of chasing and grunting that kept me pinned in the stand much later than I wanted to be. This morning I've seen 1 dink just walking.

Of course that could all change in 10 seconds. Gotta love the pre-rut.

They say everything happens for a reason.
For me that reason is usually because I've made some bad decisions that I need to pay for.