Sometime, usually in early September, the first noticeable “cold” front of the year bringing a slight chill to the air and the beginning of the end of summer. Its hard to describe how it approaches and even harder to predict the exact moment it sneaks up on me, but it always does.
I don’t think its merely a temperature change, but also the combination of associated smells and feelings that pave the way. None the less, thoughts and anticipations of hunting season and all the trimmings sneak their way in. Trimmings? Yes, thoughts of even cooler frosty mornings, quieter evenings in a tree stand, longer views through the woods, chili & cornbread suppers, pumpkin pie and another log on the fire start to sound wonderful at the end of a busy hot summer.
Hopefully you’ve spent a few of the last hot summer days preparing, doing habitat work and planting your fall food plots.
Now is the time to take an easy walk, surveying your work, dreaming of that big buck, and your magic moment.
Join me as I survey habitat, my labor of love on the first day of Autumn.