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That next Tuesday my cousin Aaron shot a doe. I wasn’t able to hunt until the following weekend, but the fate of my second and final weekend would be partially determined on the Wednesday afternoon before the weekend arrived.

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After filling my belly with a couple of ham sandwiches and some other snacks I headed out to find a new spot. I had a rough idea of where I was going to go. I walked around for about a half an hour trying to find the perfect tree. Then I saw it, it was great just out in a swamp not far for the edge of the woods. The only problem was it was extremely difficult to get to. I tried approaching it form the east and couldn’t find a good way to get there, so I walked to the west side of the tree and still couldn’t find a good way to get to it. Well this would be an amazing spot, but there is no way I would ever be able to find this tree in the early the next morning with just my head lamp. Let alone be quite doing so. The search continued for the next best tree.



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