What a year! I would consider this the most successful and productive year yet. Although, as you will read, not everything went smoothly, it just felt like I was "in the game" every time that I hunted this year. Even with it being such a great year, I still learned a lot of lessons and plan to make some hunting strategy changes for next year.
My first hunting trip of the year was opening weekend, the first week of October. As I mentioned in my previous post, the primary purpose of this trip was to get tree stands put up on the boarding public land to hunt later in the year. Since I was headed down anyways, I decided to hunt a couple of evenings that weekend. The first night is one that I will never forget. I sat in a tree stand located on the big field food plot and the deer came out early. First out was a doe with twin fawns, after about 30 minutes, the doe made her way into one of my shooting lanes, but when I shot, she ducked and the arrow bounced off of her back. At that point, I thought the evening was over, boy was I wrong! Less then 5 minutes after retrieving my arrow, I noticed antlers coming up the ATV trail across the field. It took nearly an hour, but the buck finally made his way across the fields to within 5 yards, sadly, by this time, it was 5 minutes after the end of shooting light. Another doe and 2 fawns also came out for a total of 7 deer on my first sit. It was safe to say that my new food plot strategy for the big field was already paying off.
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| View during my first sit of the year |
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| Big 10 pointer I saw on my first sit |
The second night wasn't quite as exciting, but still very good. I sat overlooking the small field and had 2 fawns come into the food plot and bed down within 30 yards for more than 45 minutes.
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Fawn bedded down in the food plot less then 30 yards away |
The following weekend, I headed down to hunt with Brent, one of my neighbors. We didn't really see much, but that was expected because the weather wasn't great for hunting.
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| Morning sit in the Ridge Tree Stand |
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| Evening sit in the Cabin Tree Stand |
The third weekend of October was extra special for me as I got to take my 4 year old daughter, Abigail, hunting with me for the first time. Again, the weather wasn't great for deer movement, but we did see a 1 1/2 year old buck while sitting in the new box blind overlooking the big field food plot.
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| Abigail trying out my binoculars |
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| Playing Uno in the cabin |
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Abigail loves learning about the food plots that we plant |
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Abigail snapped a picture of me trimming some branches |
A couple of trips during late October did not produce many deer sightings. As a whole, the weather was abnormally warm, and that really limited deer movement.
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1 1/2 or 2 1/2 year old buck cruising the other side of the big field food plot |
Dad and I spent 4 days hunting over the first weekend of November. We were lucky as a cold front had moved through the day before we arrived. The first couple of days produced A LOT of action, and sadly, several missed opportunities. On the morning of November 7th I had non-stop action that included getting a 25 yard broadside shot at a huge 8 point buck. I didn't quite understand why I missed, until I got down to check the arrow. It was then I saw the scar that I left on a small branch sticking out from a tree. That afternoon, I decided to sit in my favorite spot, the Ridge Tree Stand. A 2 1/2 year old 8 point buck cruised by early giving me a shot that I thought was 30 yards. Everything felt good as I released the arrow and heard it hit the deer. He ran about 15 yards, then turned around, allowing me to see the shot placement. I knew right away the shot wasn't lethal as he was hit in the leg just below the chest line. I was more then frustrated with myself at this point. I had already missed 3 shots this year, but this was the only one that was truly avoidable for me. After analyzing the situation, I had been using a tree that was 35 yards away as a reference. I thought the buck was about 5 yards closer then the tree, but on further inspection, he was actually on a trail that was along side the tree. I misjudged the distance. The next Morning, I nearly got a 10 yard shot at a doe, but she picked me off in the tree. Dad actually shot a doe that morning from the Cabin Stand, but hit her directly in the leg bone with a cut on contact broad head and did not kill her (more on that later).
Below are a few pictures from that weekend.
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Bobcat kitten (1 of 3) that I saw with their mother from the Ridge Tree Stand |
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County Tree Stand looking towards where I missed the big 8 pointer |
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| Picture of my shadow waving from the tree |
I took one more trip to the cabin in November and had a couple more close encounters. It was this trip that I started to notice just how many fawns we had hanging around the property. In fact, I decided to call this the year of the fawn, which is really good for the future. It seemed like every day we had at least a couple of fawns walk by within range.
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View from the Cabin Tree Stand after a fresh snowfall |
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| 1 of 2 fawns that walked right by the tree stand |
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These fawns entered the field less then 5 minutes after I got in the box blind |
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| 1 of 2 fawns that walked within range |
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| This 1 1/2 year old buck gave me the slip |
For those who have read my blogs in the past, you know that shotgun season has turned out to be very disappointing for us in previous years. With that, I didn't have high hopes going in, especially when I saw that warm weather was in the forecast. On a positive note, I had made plans for Justin, a buddy from high school, to come join us for his first deer hunt ever. After a lot of thinking, I decided to get an antlerless tag for first shotgun season and save my any sex deer tag for late season muzzleloader. Even with the warm weather, we saw quite a few deer during 1st season shotgun (although they were mostly fawns). On the first evening, during his 2nd sit ever, my friend Justin killed his first deer ever. He was hunting in the box blind overlooking the big field food plot when a 1 1/2 year old buck came out with a doe just a few minutes before the end of shooting time. He dropped the buck on the spot. I think it is safe to say that he is now hooked for life.
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| Justin with his first deer ever |
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View of the Ridge food plot opening morning of shotgun season |
Late muzzleloader season started the Monday before Christmas and ran through January 10th. The weather leading up to Christmas remained warm, but I decided to head down for a single day of hunting before traveling for the holidays. Boy oh boy, am I glad that I made that decision. That evening, I hunted the same box blind that my buddy shot his buck out of earlier in the month. With about 30 minutes of shooting time left, 2 fawns made their way into the food plot. 20 minutes after that, a 2 1/2 year old buck appeared in the south end of the plot. Although I had my bow along as well, I grabbed my muzzleloader as I didn't think he would make it into bow range by the end of shooting time. When I looked back up, a much, much, MUCH larger buck had come into the plot behind him. This buck was about twice the size of the first buck and my heart began to race like crazy. He stopped in the field quartering toward me, I put the cross hairs on his shoulder and squeezed the trigger. Of course I couldn't see much at first, but once the smoke cleared, I saw him running from the field with his tail tucked acting hit hard. I was so excited, but that turned to frustration and worry a short time later. Due to a lot of rain, the ground was very wet, and blood is difficult to see on the wet green food plot and wet brown leaves in the woods. It took me about 30 minutes to find exactly where he was when I shot, I followed the blood trail, very slowly, for another 45 minutes and made it about 40 yards into the woods. A lot was going through my head, but I was unable to find more blood and decided to stick around overnight at the cabin and resume the search in the morning.
I woke up to pouring rain the next morning and my heart sank even more as now I knew I wouldn't have a blood trail to follow. In the rain, I headed to the last spot I had found blood the night before and walked the ridge with the trail that he seemed to be following back and forth looking for him. With no luck on that ridge, I planned to circle back to the next ridge over and do the same thing, but decided to swing through a thick bedding area on the county land on the way back and I'm glad I did. As I came up from the bottom of a ravine, I spotted his white belly and was overtaken by emotion. It ended up being a good thing that I stopped looking the night before, because I would most likely have bumped him. The shot was a few inches back, and since he was quartering towards me, I caught liver and stomach. With all the excitement, I managed to get him field dressed and drug back to the cabin and into the truck myself (no small feat).
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| This is how I found him, in the pouring rain |
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| Picture dad snapped before moving the deer to his truck |
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| Trail cam picture of the deer I shot |
The buck was a main frame 8 point with a split dagger sticking straight out from the base of his left antler. By far the biggest buck I have ever killed. Since I had to get home and rush to the in-laws to celebrate Christmas, I met my dad at a truck stop and he took him to begin processing. My dad has had a lot of deer hanging in his garage over the years, but he said this is one of the biggest. We ended up getting over 80 lbs of meat off of him (twice as much as an average deer that we get).
With a tag filled and the freezer full, I decided to spend more time at home during my holiday vacation. I did make a couple of more trips to the cabin in late December/early January but I was focused on either filling my doe tag or killing another mature buck.
I took a trip down on December 27 to take down my trail cameras and the pop up blind on the small field food plot ahead of an ice storm (trying to learn from a similar storm last season), and decided to sit over the big field food plot that evening. It was apparent that the deer were really hitting the brassica portion of the plot. I ended up having a couple of 1 1/2 year old bucks come by, but I chose not to shoot.
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| Brassicas starting to get wiped out |
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| A 1 1/2 year old buck at 25 yards |
My dad still had an any sex bow tag to fill as well, so he met me at the cabin the weekend after New Years for a couple days of hunting. We both arrived in time to hunt Friday evening. Dad headed back to the box blind overlooking the big field, and I went to the small field. Within 15 minutes, dad was calling me to say he already had a deer on the ground. He had shot a doe, the 3rd deer killed from that box blind in it's first year. This was the 3rd year of planing a food plot in the big field, but the first time that we had actually killed a deer there, and 3 in the same year! As if that isn't enough of a story, it ended up that the doe that dad killed was the same one he had hit during early November. As he was field dressing the deer, he was able to retrieve the broad head that was still stuck in the leg bone.
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| The 2nd deer dad has ever shot with his bow |
I actually had a pretty good night that evening as well. I had 5 different fawns come into the field, 4 of which were in range, as well as a doe.
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| Button buck feasting on some brassicas |
After talking with dad that night, I decided that I would cut the weekend short and cancel my trip down for the following weekend. The next morning was uneventful as the only deer I saw were 2 fawns as I was heading back to the cabin. We spent the remainder of the morning taking down the tree stands that I put up on the DNR and County land as well as pulling down all of the safety straps and tow ropes from the remainder of the tree stands. That evening I only really had one logical choice of a place to sit, and that was in the box blind. It was a very eventful evening. I had a fawn, as well as 3 different 1 1/2 year old bucks all within range, and I gave them all a pass. With that, my season had come to an end.
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| The food plots were getting torn up |
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| Surprise, surprise, another fawn |
In past years, I have included some stats that I kept for year to year comparisons, but this year there really isn't anything spectacular to share. I will say that overall number of deer seen was down a little bit, but we did have a much smaller percentage of sits not seeing deer at all. I think this really makes sense as we never got to see the larger groups of deer later in the year to bring those numbers up. It was an unseasonably warm season from start to finish, and the deer movement really showed that. The future looks bright as we sure did have a lot of fawns and 1 1/2 year old deer hanging around the property this year.
Even though it was a great year, I did manage to learn a few lessons. The first is an obvious one, I spent too much time hunting in October and not enough in November. I really need to get back to my philosophy of not pressuring the deer early and leaving certain stands alone until the rut. We also learned the value of utilizing the public ground surrounding the property as we had many great sits in those stands this year. The tree stands on the new ridge and East side food plot need to be moved back off the food plot a few yards. This will allow us more cover and less chance of deer in those food plots busing us in the tree. Lastly, we need to cut a path to access the tree stands in the woods without having to walk through the big field, on too many occasions this year we spooked deer out of that food plot walking in or out.
One final thing I would like to mention. I have decided this year to start making blog entries more frequently. Although it is fun, it really takes a lot of time and effort on my part to recall and order everything in these blogs after the season. So this year, I'm going to try to post a short blog after each trip the the cabin to do work or to hunt.
As always, a huge thank you goes out to my wife, because without her love and support (and many weekends spent home along with our 2 girls), none of this would be possible. I hope that you enjoyed hearing about my year, and thank you for reading!