Noland Outdoors

Mike Williams and I went hunting this morning and I was fortunate enough to harvest a young doe in what may have been my last hunt of the season.  I was hunting on the edge of some flooded timber when the doe came slipping through at 8am.  I plumb missed on the first shot, shooting just underneath her, but she made the fatal mistake of hanging around long enough for me to nock another arrow (that PSE Bowmadness is pretty quiet!) and I put it in her boiler room.  If it was indeed my last hunt then I'm fine with that.  It's been a good year for me, having harvested 4 does and a buck with my bow and shooting the biggest buck of my life, a 9pt., with my muzzleloader.  Now comes the long offseason and, before long, the dreaming of the next season to come.