It was 76 here yesterday, I went hunting in my tee shirt.
I jumped one deer walking in, didn't see anything all evening.
I am hunting a rural piece of hilly land, there is about 500 acres of picked soybeans in the bottom land across the county road from my friends property, no houses around.
About an hour before dark the traffic picks up on the road bordering the bean field. I am sure some of these people are headed to church but the vast majority of them are looking for a deer to shoot out the window of their truck or car.
I hunt the top of a ridge and can hear them coming from both directions. The road hunters drive at about 5 mph, the slow cadence crunch of their tires on the gravel road is unmistakable. They very slowly or drive a little bit and stop and drive a little bit and stop. A new vehicle would round the curve every few minutes or so right up until dark.
I wonder about these folk, I guess it is a reflection on where we are as a society as a whole.
I jumped a bunch of deer walking out after dark, the deer were coming off the ridge to feed. I guess they were waiting for the parade to end before they ventured out into the bean field.