So an update, I decided to walk the mountain today and refused to stop till I found breathtaking sign. I followed an oak ridge not seeing much of anything for quite awhile. The ridge gently rose them drops into a bowl of some sort on the ridge. As I came to the crest and looked down, one of my Target bucks was with a dink hitting an hot oak. He saw me and took off but didn't smell me, and I'm sure he didn't quite know what he saw. Makes me excited to finally see one of these scungillis
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