On Tuesday, Dec. 13, I had delivered parts to Oil Springs, Ky., but got home early enough to make a trip to a treestand. I climbed into the stand at 4:30 p.m.; the temperature was 44 degrees with a light southwesterly wind. I saw one deer come to the field about 150 yards away. It fed for a few minutes before disappearing back into the woods.
At dusk I had one deer right under me, but it never stepped out into the field I was watching, so there was no chance for a shot, as that deer backtracked into thick brush there were four other deer that moved off with it.