Angus and I went out to Midway-- the new mega-blind for the evening. At last light a buck and a herd of doe came out, but it was too dark and too far away to chance a shot. The rack on this boy was pretty small. I think I saw them all earlier in the day. SuperCore walked in with a zilch.
While we were all sitting round the fire out back, we saw a flashlight dancing around one of the pastures. I went to investigate. A nice husband/wife couple had gotten lost on one of the neighboring leases-- like about 5 miles lost. They'd been wandering in the dark for about 90 minutes and saw our light. We all sat around and chatted for a while, and then we took them to their car over on the next ridge. We then hit Roosters for dinner-- want to throw out a big howdy to y'all that stopped by the D&DH table.
The general talk: so far nothing but small 8 pointers and less. A lot of people have gotten tired of waiting and taken a doe. The big guys are still being elusive. We're seeing a lot of chasing going on, but it feels like the rut still hasn't peaked around these parts.
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Last night we went out to Midway again. SuperCore had another nice fat doe in his sights, but couldn't pull the trigger--he'd had enough fun for one day. All told, I think we saw half a dozen before it got too dark. At one point I pulled out the calls and gave a serenade to see what I could turn up. I had a lot of responses to bleats, blats, and some grunts, but nothing made it out of the treelines before dark.
Oh well.
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We're breaking camp for now. Both SuperCore and I have appointments in town, but expect to be out. SuperCore is going first to the store to buy a new freezer. The heat has been most uncommon for November, and until this weather breaks, I don't think our luck will change.
I had what I thought was a doe in my sights this morning, but it turned out to be a spike buck. SuperCore saw nothing. There was almost no shooting.
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