All the last days rolled into one.

I guess I forgot to post what my last days of hunting were like for the season.  Could be, because they were so uneventful.  I don't think i even saw a deer.  There was one day that I went to the club after some snow fall and saw only one track from the field in 4, which tells me that I was wasting much of my time.  There were actually a bunch of tracks from the pit into the main field so I sat in the back of my truck along side of the field.  Saw nothing.  Oh well, the end of the season came and it was a slow, but good season.  I got the biggest buck of my life.