After dark, I stood outside of camp and gazed across the valley at the lights of Ashland. Opening day in Jackson County had been tough. This was public land and pressure was high. By now, the deer would have moved into heavy cover. The woods were so dry that still-hunting was difficult. If I wanted a good buck I would have to go to where they lived, deep into the high timber, far from the road, and miles from the nearest clearcut.
