That's it. I'm moving the across-the-creek-cam. The rains had the creek full and I log-walked over the torrent. Good balance, especially with all the stuff but on the far side a very understanding young cottonmouth had to frantically whip away from underneath the exposed roots I was climbing on. Two warnings. Enough. I'm moving the cam next trip to the end of the indian village. Jumped a deer down there last trip. Jumped two or more today, some went left and some went right in the brush.
Nothing across the creek- it was card and battery-less, but they ate the corn. They have found it. Hate to give it up, but..enough. It's currently running well.
Five coons on the other cam. Combat Operations: resumed.
And the coons spun the cam. I got to see the first buck, a little button buck born last spring on the cam. Not much, he probably doesn't even know he's a guy yet, but it's a start.
