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27 November 2011

Back in the Adirondacks.

The week before Thanksgiving I headed back out to the Adirondack Mountains to meet up with some friends to do some fishing and hunting.  John R. and I drove east to Plattsburg where we fished the Saranac River where it spills into Lake Champlain.  Very cold standing in four foot of water fly fishing, and we had no luck.  For the next few days Scott and I hunted hard up in the mountains scouting for those big whitetail bucks and found may signs, but no deer themselves.  Along the way we ran into some other creatures and nice views.




Here Scott and I went out to some prairies between the mountains and Lake Champlain with Scott's dog Tucker, a German wire haired Griffon pointer and did some Pheasant hunting.  We came across at least 10 piles of feathers where predators must of had their feast, as I almost stepped on the fattest and slowest Red Fox and we also kicked up a Red Tailed Hawk from a dead Pheasant.



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