my friend called from toms river. he wanted to come up to hunt this afternoon. he said it's not raining hard there. up here it's pouring!!!! so he's staying home. it'll stop for a few minutes then it'll open up again. i just wish it would have done this during the week not weekend.
Ok, after debating, pacing my house, pacing my yard, writing that rain sucks on here, I drove to my spot, sat, waited for the rain to let up.
Brought my climber because I found a new tree I would like to check out Mr. buck from. Used a few tricks Tommy taught me to try and get mr buck to show his rack. After 2 hours of sitting in a tree with on and off downpours, I heard a little noise and saw Mr. buck 60-70 yards in my bait pile. He never saw me, but the rain started coming down big time, a few thunder sounds (could have been my heart pounding out of my chest, Ill never know) , and he slowly walked back into the heavy cover.
At that point it felt like I was thrown into a swimming pool, so I came down from the tree and went home. Most exciting day I've ever had in the woods yet.
Its nice putting work into a spot and actually seeing a buck like that. Amazing thing I found out is my 1 year old climber from walmart has a weld / piece of tube metal shearing from the area where the cable meets the stand. Looks like if I stayed in the stand all day it might have fallen apart on me.
I guess thats what I get for buying a stand from walmart. Now I need a new climber, might check out one of the summits you guys are always talking about.