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Finally Cold Weather

This past weekend?s weather conditions were exactly what I have been waiting on all hunting season.  We finally received some cold and calm weather. I could barely sleep from the anticipation of that first morning hunt on Saturday.  I chose the lock-on stand across from my house because the wind was perfect and I have been getting pictures from my  trail camera all during the morning hours.  Though, these pictures have not been of a buck I would like to take, there have been some nice size does.  So I opted to take my bow and see if I could get my first bow kill.  It rained for the most part that morning, but it was a very light rain and it tapered off around mid-morning.  I just knew with the cold morning and the rain deceasing, I would see some action.  I was wrong I didn?t see anything.  I sat until about 11 a.m. and got down and grabbed my trail camera.  My camera had some good pictures, but again, not of any bucks I would like to kill.  There was one promising young six point that is going to be nice in a year or two.  But the majority of the pics were between 7:30 a.m. and 10 a.m. and had several between 1 p.m. and 2 p.m.  Even though theses deer have been coming out between 1 p.m. and 2 p.m., I opted to wait until 3 p.m. to go hunting because COLLEGE FOOTBALL was on!  Even though most games did not go the way I wanted them to, I still enjoyed watching them.  After watching a little bit of football, I went back to the same stand in hopes to kill a big doe with my bow.  Still nothing.  At this point, I was getting discouraged.  

I sat in my 20-ft buddy stand Sunday morning.  It overlooks a half-acre food plot.  I tell you, I must not be ?holding my tongue right? as they say because I got stumped again.  This was just down right depressing.  I got out around 10 a.m. so I could get ready and go to church.  I asked my dad on the way to church if he was going to hunt with me that evening and he said yes.  Well, that pumped me up because I just knew with both of us being out there one of us was bound to see something.  Though, a turn of events delayed our afternoon hunt and irritated me somewhat.  By the time I arrived to the stand that evening, I was mad enough to spit fire.  First, my mom wanted to go eat about 30 minutes away after church.  I was like whatever, that?s cool as long as me and dad are back around 2 p.m. so we can get ready to go hunting.  Well we got back right at 2 p.m., but then mom tells dad that he had to put up Christmas lights on the roof of the house.  That ticked me off!!!  First of all, if I knew we had to put the stupid lights up, I would have done it right after church.  Secondly, the lights could of waited until we finished hunting.  But NO! Mom?s way or no way!  At this point I wanted to leave dad high and dry and go hunting.  But being the GOOD  son I am (joke), I helped dad put up the lights.  We didn?t end up getting into the stands until 3:30 p.m.  Then, it just got worse.  I got back to the lock-on stand (because I?m bound and determined to shoot a doe with my bow) and dad got in the wooden stand overlooking the 2 acre food plot.  As it was getting ?deer thirty?, my mom and sister decided that they were going to finish doing some Christmas decorating outside the house.  So instead of listening to the birds chirping and the squirrels running around, I?m hearing ?Move the reef down!?  Eventually they did quiet down and I thought I finally might get to see a deer.  Nope, nothing.  Put a big ZERO up for me and my dad.  
I don?t get it.  We had the perfect weather, but no deer.  If you feel my pain, shoot me a reply or if you were lucky enough to see/kill a deer, shoot me a reply. Lastly, if you want to give me some words of encouragement or some knowledge, shoot me a reply.  Hopefully, I will have a better story for you guys next week.
Have a good week and good luck hunting,


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