Well, back in the city after the absolute WORST hunt ever, weather wise! We expect to lose a few days to rain or snow, but out of the 2 weeks we only got about 5 days of good hunting weather. If it wasn't pouring rain, it was snowing and coming down pretty good. I don't mind saying that I was getting mighty discouraged. I'd got eyes on a buck twice, but couldn't get a clean shot either time. The deer were doing a good job of staying out of sight, so on the last hunting day I did a little push. We'd placed my brother in his tree stand near a good 3 trail intersection and I started barking and doing a bush walk on a place where we hadn't hunted yet. I'm coming up to my brother's stand and I hear "Bang". Oh ho, says I, this sounds promising! To make a long story short, when I reached my brother, there was nice 6 point donor of pepperettes and ground meat. Just goes to show you that it ain't over until it's over. I'm one of the lucky guys who gets one last kick at the cat since I'm a member of the club at CFB Borden and I'm in the Dec. hunt. Should the hunting gods smile on us and the weather gods cooperate, we may have some more good news before the end of the season. 
