In today’s modern world it seems that everyone is gearing up for the so-called “Zombie Apocalypse”. This ‘disease’ is supposedly uncontrollable and makes one go insane and have an uncanny urge to hunt for meat. I believe it’s already here and in the form of Buck Fever, scary huh? I know we all feel it in some sort of way, whether its shaking as you draw your bow back for the first time in months or sighting in a new scope. As the days get cooler and fall approaches more and more hunters are getting ready for hunting season in southwest Virginia. One mention of whitetail in my local sporting goods store and out come the phones and trail cam pictures of trophy bucks in velvet in hopes that they will stay around till the rut. In the mountains of my local hunting grounds more and more trucks are starting to appear in honey holes looking for signs. Anywhere one goes this time of year holds stories of last year’s hunts and the excitement of this year. My fellow employees start bringing in new gear and hunting strategies, which they are more than happy to share, everyone becomes a salesman of the products that helped them kill the big one. So, in my opinion, the whole zombie worry doesn’t hold a candle to Buck Fever.