Lesson Learned from a Lost Deer
Until this season my development as a White-Tailed deer hunter has been grossly neglected. My career has solely consisted of long sits over corn piles on a 40-acre family property. I was to sit still, and hope someone else’s work paid off.
After graduating college and moving to New Jersey my hunting status was reset to level one. Without so much as a nod in the right direction, it was time to sink or swim and learn a new location and style from scratch. Oddly enough, I found myself more excited to start the 2022 season all on my own, than any of years past.