It quickly became apparent that they
hadn’t read the script as they flew down
with the first few rays of sunlight and
followed their hens in the opposite
direction. As I sat there contemplating my
poor luck and trying to put together a new
game plan, I happened to look a few yards
to my right and noticed an antler lying on
top of the pine needles. It clearly wasn’t
pretty. With two tines chewed nearly to
the main beam and bleached white from
the sun, it would have belonged to a
re