Possibilities

I went out hunting the other evening for a few hours, from 5:30 PM until 7:30 PM in Peters Township. Unfortunately I did not see a single deer, but I had a great time anyway. Because I was hopeful. Hopeful for great possibilities, what would I see... would I get a shot... so many different scenarios and possibilities!

As I sat in my double bull archery blind, I remained vigilant. Because you never know when the moment of truth is going to happen.... I think I enjoy hunting so much because of the what-if's, the endless possibilities.

Even though I was basically hunting in someone's backyard, watching their apple orchard, I still had hope. I'd previously seen three deer there but was unable to get a clear shot with my crossbow.

Tomorrow morning I will be back in my blind. Hoping for a large mature buck to make an appearance. To give me an opportunity, to give me a shot, Possibilities....