A Problem

I got a call from another one of my friends telling me he got a deer. Unfortunately where he hunts he has a pretty big problem. The guy who owns the woods right by where he hunts is a real tool. He will not allow them to go into the woods to track down the deer. It really pisses me off knowing that the deer that was shot will now just lay there and rot instead of being used for a purpose. I can not believe that guy won’t let anyone into the woods to find a deer but instead let it rot. They have been having problems with this guy for a couple years now. From him calling the DNR on them for no reason to dumping diesel fuel on their stands and blinds the problems and their relationship is pretty much ruined. It isn’t like they are going and messing up his property, he just won’t let them into the woods and I don’t quite understand it. Damn though, it seems like everyone is getting a deer except me. I am not worried about it, like I have said before I have a while and it isn’t even prime time yet. I do have to get my muzzle loader around and purchase a new scope for it. I have my scope choices narrowed down between two choices, the Nikon Buckmasters 3-9 x 40 and the Bushnell Trophy DOA. The Bushnell has the drop reticles and the Nikon has the mill dots which are essentially the same thing. Both are water, shock, and fog proof. I just have to run to the store and check the clarity and the quality of each scope. I might even change my mind and get something out at that point. I would like to go out and buy a nice Leupold but I do'nt feel like spending an arm and a leg on a scope. I also think i'm going to look into some traps for this year. I have a couple friends that are into trapping and I could always use some extra cash in my pocket. I also don't thing that the traps cost a whole lot of money so as long as I put forth the effort I could do alright for myself in this lost art. I will definitely be looking more into trapping and checking out the equipment needed for it when I go to purchase my scope. With the help of my friends there is really now way I can go wrong.

Higher Hopes

Well it has been another typical week out in the woods. This cold weather and all the stuff that it brings with it are awesome. This is by far my favorite time of the year besides winter of course. The deer are getting a lot more active and are moving around more frequently now. I have been seeing smaller bucks almost every time I have went out but unfortunately they are too small for me. I have a decent sized four point walking around but I want something bigger, something I can mount on my wall. I also have small six point and he’s only a year and a half buck so I will let him go till next year. I have also noticed the pre rut has been engaged. Sitting up twenty feet that small six point appeared, coming out of the corn at about sixty yards. I scared him away with a grunt so this tells me that there are bigger bucks in my area which makes me extremely happy. At least this I hope for. I got a call from a good buddy of mine at about seven thirty at night and he shot a nice six point. It was probably a two and a half year old buck which is pretty decent. He only hunts about five miles from me on state land so I just packed up real fast and helped him track it down. Tracking him down was a giant pain in the ass. It was sprinkling so we had to do it fast because our blood trail was disappearing by the minute. About a hundred yards from where the shot took place we found a bushy white tail sticking up from the ground. He didn’t put the best shot in world on him but he still got it. After finding it, dragging it out took a lot of energy, he was one heavy boy. When we got it all unloaded at his house we called a couple of our other friends and we cleaned it all the night. Personally I think that cleaning the deer is half the fun. Hanging out with your buds always alright with me. When I shoot mine they always help out with it so we all expect the same whenever one of shoot one. I have a good feeling about this next week. The deer are only going to be walking more and more and with my location, if I don’t get on with my bow I always have my gun. My location is great for both seasons, so I’m not worried about it. Come November I will start dropping deer.

Skunked Again

 

 

 

It’s officially been another week of getting skunked from deer.  Though the does have become more and more frequent with their siting’s, I have yet to find that big wall mounter that appeared on my trail cam.   Since I haven’t been seeing any bucks in my one spot I decided to change locations where I found a new walkway for the deer.  This was not an easy task by any means.  Thick brush covered the ground I need to enter this new spot and I took a long time to clear a path with my shears.  Vines, thorns, poison ivy, whatever you can think of, I had to go through it to get back there.  While sitting up in the tree I noticed I had a few branches in my shooting lanes so those had to disappear.  So I cut them down with my pole saw and overall it seems to be a nice spot.  Hopefully it works out alright for me.  If not I can always move back to my old spot where I know deer will come after they take the corn off behind my woods.

The weather is still a little too hot for me and I don’t just have to worry about the deer not moving now since duck season opened up this weekend.  The weather sucked for that also.  I went out duck hunting earlier Saturday morning and we didn’t see a single flock.  It just simply wasn’t a good weekend for anything hunting wise.

So since it wasn’t the best hunting weather I decided to shoot a little anyway.  My friends and I gathered our bow arrows and shot for a good portion of the afternoon on Sunday.  Placing bets on who was better I walked away a loser but that was alright because it was still a goodtime tippin them back with my buds.  Overall it was a pretty relaxing way kick back and enjoy the good weather.  If we couldn’t enjoy it trying to bag a buck or shooting ducks out of the sky, we found other ways to enjoy the weather.

Luckily I think the weather is supposed to cool off this week and hopefully it stays down.  This hot weather is just getting a little ridiculous.  I’m ready for the chill autumn air and all the great things it brings with it.  One of these next few good days I am going to have to site in my muzzleloader and get that all taken care before the season sneaks up on me actually opens up.  I had just recently won this muzzleloader at one of my buddy’s bachelor party so for a ticket that was only ten bucks I would have to say I made off pretty well.

Opening Day

Well last Tuesday was opening day for bow season and I have to say that I was pretty excited just like any other hunter would be.  I just couldn’t wait to relax and be by myself for once.  That’s exactly what I got come Tuesday morning, peace and quiet out in the woods. 

                Waking up, usually a big issue for me didn’t seem to play a factor during that Tuesday morning.  I woke up, brewed myself a nice cup of Jo, gathered my stuff and off I went.  Getting out to my spot was boring and lifeless like everything else is during the wee morning hours.  Although when I was walking out I was greeted by a shuffle in the woods occasionally and the howls of the coyotes.  To the normal person this would be enough to make them turn around but to me it was like my sanctuary.

                As daylight dawned on me and my surrounding s I started to see all the squirrels, rabbits, and birds that you could possibly imagine.  Unfortunately no deer have struck my eyes yet.  Sitting and waiting without a sound nothing at would come near me.  I did see a couple of does about 150 yards out walking some pines, but of course I didn’t shoot, who would?  It was pretty hot out so nothing was really walking that day or so it seemed to me.  Everyone I had previously talked to didn’t see much that day either, this weather is really messing with everyone’s game.  So I made my way back in and headed off to work, thinking I was going to try another day.

I would try again two more times this week and see if I couldn’t bag a buck.  The weather just did not want to corporate with me though.  Once again it was to warm out and I did not see a thing.  There was one time that something did decide to walk in front of me though.  It was about 6:20p.m. on a Friday afternoon when I had witnessed my very first in range doe.  It came prancing along like it was no one’s business and it started to suck on my sugar beet.  It was dawning on my to shoot it but there was no way it was big enough.  It was one of those deer you can just through over your shoulder after the shot.  Though I was tempted I didn’t have to worry about her long.  She picked up her head and off she went.

                Even though it wasn’t a very successful first week, it was still better than work and school.  It was nice to get away for those few hours.  That little doe, along with my trail cam give me big hopes for this year.  Only time will tell what’s going to happen though.  Hopefully next week goes a little better.