Third Day Of PA Buck Season

Today my Father and I went to a nearby farm and drove a wooded ridge out to a field were my Father was watching. I saw quite a few deer tracks, however, neither of us saw anything and none of the tracks looked recent. It was pretty wet and raining; as my Father and I were walking back the to car he stepped in some mud and sunk down to his knee in it.

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