YEP !!!!

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Yep.  I was driving to my hunting spot this morning and first I pass a doe on the road.  Just stands at the edge looking at me.  Then I get to a cut field and there at the corner near the road is a real nice buck.  He looks at me and then trots off.

Only saw one doe this morning hunting.

It surely is how it goes!

God's favorite form of humor is IRONY

Three years ago I was coming back from up north hunting with my buddy. We hadn't scored on a deer in two days of hard hunting.

As we're driving along the expressway, all of a sudden I see a flash off the side of the road and there is a really nice 8-pointer running along the fencerow, just on the other side of the shoulder.

He was running in the same direction we were - almost asking to be shot.

Yup - that's the way it goes.

Worse than that, though, is when you just pull out of your hunting spot and see a nice one not 1/4 mile from where you were just hunting.

That's the way it goes.

Two or three years ago I was on my way to our spot in Kentucky to hunt an afternoon during their early muzzle loader season. I'd just driven over the seam in the country road that showed where the Ky/Tn border was. I looked to the right and there stood a buck in the middle of a big field. Nice rack. I stopped and put down the window to get a better look at him, 8 pnt. He turned and saw that my truck had stopped. In an instant he switched ends and headed south sprinting the 150 or so yards to the Tennessee border (deer gun season not open yet in Tn)

I've laughed out loud about that encounter ever since. So, you don't think a nice buck knows what's going on in rural Kentucky when a truck stops and lowers the window? He sure figured he knew the score!!

Pulling into the driveway after a long day of deer hunting with my daughter trying to get her first mule deer, we saw in the head lights a 4X3 nibbling on Mom's roses by the front door.  Big enough to be a first day shooter for most of us.  She didn't say a thing; just shook her head in disgust, walked out of the garage armed with a couple of old apples from the tree in the back yard and threw them at the buck.  Showing extreme concern, the buck ambled over and ate the two apples.  Grudgingly, that brought a smile to her face but 2 + months later she still looks in the head lights for "her" buck & wishing for it to move into her hunting unit next year.

It was a nice buck - I'm kinda hoping it moves into my unit.