Today was the second Saturday for me to bow hunt while using the kill permits that a local Botetourt County farmer and conservation police officer had arranged for me to have. It is very interesting hunting in August, but some things are the same no matter the season.
I was tethered in my tree stand an hour before shooting light, and was fortunate to hear two dueling great horned owls battling over territory or a female owl no doubt. Right before dawn, a cardinal started singing and soon after dawn some tufted titmice, Carolina chickadees, and Carolina wrens found a strange form (yours truly) in a tree and began to mob it.
Although normally, the patch of woods I was aloft in is a deer hot spot, this morning not a single deer came by. The temperature was 69 degrees at dawn, which wasn't overly warm for the season, but there was no wind. I am convinced that any deer that came by likely smelled me before I even knew they were nearby. At 10:00 A.M, two turkey vultures started to circle above me, which I took as my cue that it was time to go home.
I'll try again next Saturday.