Don’t hate on me for this one. Supposed to be parked by the cabin but the fields are too wet from the rain yesterday so we’re plugged in by the sheds overlooking the “killing fields”. A lot of deer have died in this field.
Did some bushwhacking this morning, got about six feet from this fat fella before I saw him. He just tucked his head and laid there. Waiting for the sun to warm him up, I reckon.