Because I’m a putz, I guess…

Hand hurt all the way home. 🙂

And that was all that was on the card for 3 days, too. I know they’re around, even saw a doe yesterday, but they haven’t been coming to the waterer or at least the camera doesn’t think they have.

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4 Responses to Because I’m a putz, I guess…

  1. Robert says:

    I started to make a snarky comment about rocks on the ground but then took a closer look at your hand. Nevermind. I’m sure the various creatures have one less burden due to your rock. I have a mental image of a deer with its tongue stuck to the flagpole, er, ice…

    And my trailcam is often empty when I am sure it should have something. Technology fails us sometimes.

  2. Mike says:

    Hey Joel, sorry to learn about your hand. That ice certainty looked thick enough that you could have broken something. I’ll bet that when you looked at the ice, it didn’t appear to be as thick as it turned out to be. I guess it’s time to start carrying a small piece of rebar with you, or you could just bring one and leave it there, suitably hidden of course.

  3. Joel says:

    I didn’t hit the ice with my hand, there are too many rocks lying around for that to be necessary and anyway I’m not that dedicated to the comfort of deer. My mistake was deciding to scoop out the ice chunks. Never would have done it if I weren’t on my way home to get warm.

  4. Mike says:

    Well that explains things. I guess leaving the gloves on wouldn’t be a good plan because the glove would be soaked making things worse. Oh Joel… You need a pair of these:

To the stake with the heretic!