I went hunting again this morning, hoping to fill my any deer tag - maybe with an antlered deer. Having stayed up past last night's usual bedtime, we slept in just a little so it was already daylight as we rode the trail. It is a rough trail, very steep in places and really scared the daylights out of me the first few times I rode behind Rick. Living in the High Country as we do, the ends of those points come off pretty steep. There is a lot of ledge rock, some caves and a couple of springs which run water through the bottom of the hollow. Morning wasn't terribly cold and although deer should have been moving, I didn't see any. There was appointments in my schedule for today so we rode out before noon. Maybe there will be another chance. From my schooldays photo album, I found this 1966 picture of me and Rick. I don't remember the occasion, overalls must have belonged to Daddy as I don't believe I owned any.
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i saw signs of a fresh deer kill
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