At this time of year, I frequently ride back roads in Sarpy and Cass counties looking for white-tailed deer behind the lens. The drab grayness of this species is beginning to turn red with the summer, and the velvet from their antlers is in full force. It is a beautiful sight.
However, at this same time of the year I can’t help but think that in less than three months I will be trying to lure one of these creatures to within 30 yards as I stand with a bow in my hand. And as much as I love my current late afternoon rides as deer pile into corn and bean fields, I love it even more when they stop appearing so readily at the beginning of September, when they seem to know that opening day is not too far away.