We went back to the mountains (at least what we call mountains) for the last day of buck season. It was a mild, rainy day, so I sat in small blind all day in a comfy chair with a back and arms, much better than the one I usually strap to a tree. Ted walked around all day, up and down hills. We didn’t see any bucks, as expected.

I saw one giant pileated woodpecker, one black squirrel, and a ton of voles.

At the end of the day, we did stop and sit at one other spot on the way out the logging road, but didn’t see anything there, either. Oh, well. It’s not that I don’t care and wouldn’t like to see and shoot a buck, but after you already have one deer in the freezer, there’s not a panic for it. As you can see, below, the freezer is well-stocked with deer and pheasant.

This used to be my spot until a tree fell in it

Looking out of the blind

Ted coming back at the edn of the day

Second spot of the day

Freezer as of today