Spent the afternoon in my favorite tree stand in a great funnel between two swamps. Today, 11/11/09 was supposed to be the very peak of the seeking/chasing phase of the rut and I couldn't help but treat myself to a swampside seat. I am an avid bowhunter and there is nothing I love better than to see the November rut play out. Well I did get some action, a dandy two year old 8 pnt sauntered by my stand before I could get set up to shoot once I'd climbed up to my stand. I wasn't there to shoot a buck any way, I'm not sure that I was even there to shoot a doe for that matter. I'd used up both of my Michigan buck tags in October, (see "About Us" page), but still had two antlerless tags in my day pack. Knowing that I had a funeral to attend first thing in the morning I wasn't sure I wanted to use up one of the doe tags tonight. After the 8 pnt went by the action slowed to a crawl. Nothing stirred other than some neighborhood squirrels doing some grocery shopping. After a couple hours dragged by I was startled by the welcome sounds of hooves rapidly heading my way. Looking in the direction of the sound I was rewarded with the sight of a fat doe trotting toward me. Judging by the way she ran and stopping briefly only look back and run again, I was sure a buck was close on her tail, and I wqs right! The cutest little 6 pnt trotted into sight shortly. He stopped only for second before wagging his tail, giving a short grunt and trotting off after his girlfriend wanna-be. That then, was the end of the story for the evening. I can't say that I was overly impressed with the peak of the seek/chase phase of the rut, hope there were some other bow benders that were having better luck than me. My evening was still better than a day at the factory :) What do you think?