I'm a bit behind on my blog posts as I've had a looooong last month recovering from an injured back and 2 other unrelated illnesses.
After a successful week of hunting to kick off the month of November, I headed back to the cabin the Friday before Thanksgiving to meet Justin for a few more days of hunting. Originally my dad was supposed to join us as well but a slip on ice led to an injured shoulder and he wasn't able to pull his bow back. That actually put a sour spin on the week for me but I was still hoping to get Justin on some deer.
After arriving at the cabin on Friday evening, I quickly walked around the property to pull trail camera cards. The cards revealed plenty of deer activity over the previous couple of weeks.
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| Returning to the cabin after pulling trail camera cards |
It turned out to be a good few days of hunting even though we weren't able to put a deer on the ground. I only had an antlerless tag in my pocket, so naturally I had bucks parading by me on Saturday and Sunday. On Sunday morning I took a long walk to scout a location for late muzzleloader season. I was hunting from the ground and had the same big 8 pointer that I saw in early November walk into 25 yards giving me what would have been a perfect shot.
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| Nice buck across the food plot from me on Saturday evening |
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| Beautiful sunset on the Ridge Sunday evening |
It was during that same hunt that I noticed my lower back starting to hurt and it got much worse over the next 2 days. I ended up not hunting on Monday and Tuesday at all as I was to the point that I could barely even walk because I was in so much pain. Justin ended the trip with some deer in range on Tuesday morning but he wasn't able to get a shot off.
After being layed up with a back injury during Thanksgiving week, I came down with a case of bronchitis for 2 weeks followed by a bacterial sinus infection. After a month, I'm finally on the road to recovery with just a lingering cough.
I did manage to sneak a trip down to the cabin on the opening day of Late Muzzleloader for a hunt with my youngest daughter, Bridget. The weather was unseasonably warm (in the mid 50s) and the deer just weren't moving but we had a good time anyways.
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| Navigating the woods to check trail cameras |
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| The cutest little hunter there ever was |
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| Passing time while we wait in the box blind |
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| Enjoyed a beautiful sunset |
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| Filling out the hunting log |
