A big thanks to Rob for letting me and Tom hog hunt Friday evening. We were able to get in after the noon showers, and man is it wet back there. We setup along an east/west fence line, with fence and swamp to our back, and feed plot to the north. About an hour or so in I could hear a slow rustle and low soft grunts behind us, then a retreat. The fence line was to thick to see through, and never got to eyeball one, but I’d bet they were looking for a way in other than the road, that was knee deep, suck the boots off your feet, muck, after all the rain this week.
This was the first time I have tried to get back in the woods to hunt in many years…. I have been walking a lot better this year… I’ve been able to complete a longhammock shoot without a cane…. Yea…. But this trip has shown me that I’m gonna need to seriously realign my, “I think I can”, with my ,“I really can”….
20 minutes before dead dark, we pulled-up seats, and I wanted to walk down the fence line real quick, to see if they had a pass through somewhere, or some signs of their travel routs….. Well that didn’t work out so good… but I always have to know where my point of failure is…. Now I know…happy/unhappy at the same time..... Determination won’t always get you there…. But with out it you go nowhere...