I got out quite often this year. My knee surgery and recovery seemed to go in step with hunting season. What a lucky guy. My only issue was if I got something, how would I drag it with my knee.
Well I got lucky opening day, shot a good buck my son was close by and he took care of it for me Passed numerous does and small bucks at camp. Rifle season was a bust.saw nothing at all. Had to leave camp and come home to find deer. My son Joe set me up in a good area close to home and while he was checking traps we knew something would run out of the cat tails. A big body spike. He hit the dirt, then the freezer. This weekend is our last here for muzzle loading. Going to try and get one more.