Hunted pretty much dawn to dusk Saturday and saw exactly nothing. Hunted till' about 10 this morning - same thing. Back at camp I was loading up the truck to come home and something caught my eye - a young six point was standing about 40 yards away, sniffing my bag target! He raised up and looked at me as if to say "Dude! Giving up already? - and we were all having such fun hiding from you. Loser!" He then casually strolled away - I could have sworn I heard him chuckle..

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