Yesterday I stumbled across a well worn path where no humans would have a reason to be frequently walking. It must be a game trail I thought. Without expecting to find any animals there during the middle of the day I walked along the path for probably only 50 feet before two white-tailed deer burst out from under a tree 30 or 40 feet away, ran down the hill, across the draw, and out of sight over the next hill. The trail had led me directly to where they were bedded down. It was right next to a wheat field. They probably were grain fed, foliage or actually grain, all summer.
On the way home, about five miles from that same location, I saw two more deer. I suspect I could have harvested one of them with my van had I been willing to trade the van for a few dozen pounds of meat (not a good trade).
Hunting season opens in 10 days. Prospects look good at this point.