My gamer diary continues - will I finally find the elusive Mule Deer? Or will my lacklustre hunting/tracking skills continue to belittle and humiliate me?
Border Lodge 18:00
So, today I'm starting from Border Lodge, which, according to the map description is a "narrow passage connecting the Logger's Point peninsula to the other reserves on the large Evergreen island. The area features a denser vegetation combined with the hilly landscape and open fields."
Common Prey: Mule Deer, Pheasant, Feral Hog, Coyote.
Me, however, I'm going after that bastard Mule Deer. If you recall, I finished yesterdays quest without even a sight of a deer, although I found tracks and poop from three different Mule Deer.
Today, I'm going to get one.
|I've Got The Killer Look|
So its 18:02 and raining. Great. I had trouble yesterday and it was sunny, but, I best get started before those Mule Deer get the heads up I'm on my way to open a can of whoop ass on their hides.
Made myself jump traipsing through a boggy marsh, when I mistook an moss covered rock with a crocodile.
Shot croc'orock in its stupid fucking face.
I Found a trail! And right next to the footprints, was a pile of fresh Mule poop! Not from the same deer, though.
Come to think of it, each time I've found a trail, it seems that it's blown off course by the activities of another Deer. MAYBE THEY WORK IN PACKS? Like...VELOCIRAPTOR'S??
So after following trails, constantly finding new trails, then back on to previous, then new, previous etc. I finally seemed to be on the right track. THEN, I heard it. The Mule Deer. Then again. I must be doing something right.
Unless it's mating.
I FOUND THE BASTARD! I quickly managed to take a picture before it fled, I could smell it's fear.
I got a rubbish photo, and lost the deer. Luckily, the Huntermate was quick to tell me the deer was fleeing, as if my eyes couldn't comprehend the motions of the deer legging it into the massive landscape as a bad sign.