Testing My Patience This hunting season had come fast and had a fantastic start. I hunted every weekend of archery left school early some fridays and even taken several days off of school completely to go out. In early archery it seemed as I couldn't go five minutes without seeing deer and a lot of them, some of them would even be considered shooters if I hadn't been so picky. I saw turkey, squirrel´s, porcupine´s and even a piebald deer. It felt like if it as in the woods I saw it. There was an occasion or two where I nearly pulled the trigger but I kept waiting telling myself it was early in the season and I should wait to see if something bigger would come by. It wasn´t just me with the luck though, it felt like everyone who went out where I hunt had luck. My uncle shot a nice eight and my other uncle shot a nice seven, on back to back weekends. My cousins would see all kinds of stuff too. We were all passing up deer nearly every sitting and you just got that feeling that it was going to be a great year.
Then it took a turn for the worst, my luck went in the opposite direction. It almost felt like the deer knew where I was planning on sitting. If I sat in my stand they
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There were parent teacher conferences in school that week. So we didn't have school on friday and only a half day thursday. I ended up taking off all of school that Thursday and going up to the cabin Wednesday night. We planned to hunt until Saturday night and go home Sunday morning. The weather was terrible, the real feel on Thursday morning was like five degrees and it didn't get much better throughout the weekend. This only made it harder to wake up and get ready at like five thirty in the morning. I still went out. Nothing came, not a thing, not a squirrel, not a bird, not a bear and especially not a deer. I became frustrated and just sat in the cabin only to hunt for around an hour that night which isn't close to being long enough if I wanted to get