Yesterday afternoon was our last hunt for this trip. Balmy weather, in the high sixties with predicted S wind but it continued too shifty for optimal hunting. I'm sure my scent was all over the hillside. I could hear movement in the ridge where I'd seen the does in the morning but I never saw anything. The leaves were softer after the heavy rain, but although the sounds were muted, I could still hear movement pretty well out beyond 100 yards. A big tom turkey came down the ridge in the brush and crossed under the fence into the open. I expected to see a deer and was trying to locate it in the brush, thinking it would stay on the other side because it was directly downwind. Of course this all played out as you'd expect, given turkeys' lousy sense of smell and great eyesight. He didn't get my scent, but once on this side of the fence he had no trouble spotting me in my blaze orange, especially as I moved to get my camera for a good zoom shot and video. He took off too fast for me to complete the task for you. Sorry. Just after sunset, with about 10 minutes of legal hunting left, I heard a buck rubbing his antlers on a small tree somewhere on the other side of that ridge to my north. I tried rattling, but he was happy with his own turf and didn't rise to my challenge.
That's it... We had a great hunt and visit on Bob's farm. Conditions were good, with the exception of the wind which never settled well. Not that it matters too much on a rifle hunt, but even if you aren't shooting, the deer feel pressure from human scent and are going to avoid open spaces unless bumped.