The changing fall view is worth the time. Leaves changing and coming off. Light flips between the morning and evening hunt. It's like Zen meditation. You have to stay still...and remain alert.
First deer of the year will be along in a bit and things will be rolling. So far the only mammal I've seen is one fox squirrel.
Back at it in the morning, the 5th hunt. ONE of the many reasons I love hunting home territory is because of the hours you get to put in and the personal knowledge of the deer you see.
Replacing cards this afternoon I put a fresh boot print and then sprayed down all the scrapes. My rubber boots don't leave a scent and the print gives me a time marker for when they are dug out again. Spray was Tinks.