This morning, I arose at 4:05 to go to Craig County to hunt the property that Elaine and I own there in the beautiful Johns Creek Valley. I almost always hunt there on opening day because I almost always have a chance to tag a deer there on the season opener.
This morning, though, the wind rocked my stand about and by 10:30 I had endured enough. There is something extremely disconcerting about being 15 feet off the ground and experiencing a tree undulating back and forth. Plus, the temperature seemed to be growing colder all morning.
When I arrived home, I called a Botetourt County landowner, where I have permission to hunt, and asked if I could come over. The gentleman answered in the affirmative, and with the temperature continuing to drop, I felt the deer would be moving early this evening.
My supposition turned out to be right, as I killed a doe at 2:45 P.M., just short of an hour after I set up in a ground blind - no tree stand hunting for me in those high winds. I was home in time for dinner with Elaine, and we played Scrabble while listening to Prairie Home Companion. Although Elaine beat me in Scrabble, any day where I can kill a deer is a good one.