Well I finally got out hunting last night and it was beautiful! The ground was totally saturated due to all the rain recently. So you couldn't hear anything! it was silent, calm, and cool. Just a perfect night to be out hunting. as the cold chill of the october evening crept into my clothes I could only shiver from anticipation. The smell of the woods, all the deer I "thought" I saw. Was that a twig that just snapped? No, just an acorn making it's way to the ground. It's so quiet, even the birds aren't singing. Soon its too dark to see and I slowly make my way down from the stand. Disapointed that I din't get a shot off (or even see more than just a doe about 60 yrds away). But still content in the fact that I can hunt. That the good Lord has given me the ability to hike into the woods and climb up in a tree in this beatiful sacred place. So for now the feezer remains empty but my heart is filled with joy to think of what my next trip to the woods might bring. That's why they call it hunting and not killing. Good luck to all of you this season.