While there I had 3 deer sightings before 9am, with a total of 4 deer spotted. One young guy told me that he shot 2 rabbits very early on a path with a 17, so of course I had to check it out. That kid was the only person all day that told me that he got anything. I said 'Hello' to just about everyone I passed and asked them if they had any luck. NO ONE said they got anything! I didn't see a single bird flush even though there were a lot of dogs running around with their bells ringing. One guy said to me, "I wonder if they even stocked? So we spend all of our money on this stuff and we come home with nothing". We both laughed, but he was right. I rarely remember coming home empty handed. I usually came home with at least one pheasant, and a squirrel or rabbit. Today I didn't see a single rabbit, and I spotted my first squirrel at 9:30 and bagged it; 3 1/2 hours into the hunt. As I walked back, a car stopped and a guy with his wife asked me if I had any luck. We started talking and come to find out, this guy hunts coyote at my old spot! He even had a photo of a coyote that he took in his yard. Small world.
At one spot, I saw 4 squirrels flying around in a clump of trees. I got a quick shot at one, but blew it. I decided to give my feet a break and sit down for 10 minutes or so with my back to a tree to see if they'd return. All of a sudden I heard the sound of nails tearing down the back side of the tree that I was leaning against! It must have been the same squirrel that I took a crack at a few minutes earlier. I was a telephone lineman in the Navy and the sound brought back memories of burning down icy telephone poles. I never saw the squirrel, but at least it was some kind of action. It was now 1:30 and I had been walking 6.5 hours and my feet were killing me. I didn't see anything else on the way back to the parking area, so I decided to call it a day. Quite disappointing."All of a sudden I heard the sound of nails tearing down the back side of the tree that I was leaning against!"