Traveled to Peru a couple of days ago and arrived here in an area near Cusco. We're hunting the variety of white-tailed deer that live here, the type of deer that I was trying to hunt when my cameraman Todd Bissenden took that terrible fall months ago. It's still the toughest deer hunt on the planet!

Hunted the first morning near some small farm fields where the farmer had said that he's been seeing some does and two bucks. Well, we never saw a deer. Then we hunted yesterday afternoon and again never saw a single deer while waiting at the edge of a farmfield. We were also glassing a mountain face, nothing, never saw a single one.

Got up at 3 this morning. Came out here, got to the top of a mountain over 14,000 feet, and hunted all this morning hiked all through those hills. I was just exhausted, beat up, and never saw a single deer. So we're having a pretty tough hunt here.

We're probably going to pull the plug on this area and head back up toward Lima tomorrow. But for now we still have the afternoon hunt. They're going to try a deer drive where they're going to push some bush and see what happens. I really don't have a whole bunch of hopes, but you never know.

Talked to Freddie, we only have two hunters left in the Yukon. Two hunters, two guides in two camps. They both got their moose and now are trying to get a grizzly bear or wolf. They decided to stay. Normally at this time of the year when they get their moose, we recommend that they get out of there because winter is coming fast and the rivers and lakes will freeze up. I'm hoping they got out yesterday. I'm always nervous until the last guys get out and all the camps are closed up.

Stay tuned!