Why it is called . . . . . . . Hunting!

This past week we have learned why Hunting season is called HUNTING.  Not shooting deer, or finding lots of game, but hunting.  Last year when we hunted we had 3 deer hanging within the first 3 days of the season.  It was great.  This year, we hunted, and hunted, and . . . . you get the picture.  No deer.  It has been funny to observe ourselves, as we have hiked many miles with our rifles slung over our shoulders.  We have all crashed early, only to get up and try again.    It began to seem like we were hitting repeat every day.  It was always - up the next draw or over the next little ridge.  We were hunting for meat, not a trophy, just meat - trophy would be nice though.  We looked very carefully at many dead sagebrush plants that had suddenly morphed to become at least one trophy size buck.  With our Binoculars for crying out loud!  It seems that they do this only during deer season.  Will see if the strange phenomenon continues during elk season.  We all enjoyed our time though, and so did the deer.  They are hiding behind their sagebrush laughing at us!