Wandering Aimlessly, Hunting In Super Storm Sandy

 

by Phil Burkhouse

 

It was Sunday afternoon, October 28th, and Jake and I had spent most of the day hiking ridges in West Creek looking for deer sign.  Sandy was on her way up the east coast, but the cloudy and misty weather we were experiencing was from a cold front from the west that was supposed to collide with Hurricane Sandy.  The laurel was thick and wet, and while there was deer sign, it was very sparse.

(Full Story available on the newsstands, in this week’s Cameron County Echo)

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