Brock's deer hunts '12-'13
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Darn shame you found that possum like that. Lots of critters end up with those shape holes in them. Darnedest thing sometimes.
Sucks you had to go in and cover for the employee. Bet she finds the dishwasher when she makes it back in to work. 10min precall to call off. How nice is that.
Hope you and Mason can get one of the big boys on the ground this weekend buddy. GOOD LUCK.
Sucks you had to go in and cover for the employee. Bet she finds the dishwasher when she makes it back in to work. 10min precall to call off. How nice is that.
Hope you and Mason can get one of the big boys on the ground this weekend buddy. GOOD LUCK.
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Thanks Adam. I'm sure we will have a good time regardless, but it sure would be sweet if he could bust one of 'em!
I'm running late....but I'm going hunting!!!!!! One last shot before I turn Mason loose this weekend!
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That was a waste of gas. I got up there as quick as I could, ran my chubby butt back to the stand and crawled aboard. About the time things should really get to moving, they did. Unfortunately for me, there is a little 75 acre wedge of ground between the properties I hunt that has another hunter. He usually shows up just before gun season. Problem is, this stand is right on the property line, and he decided tonight, at prime time, was the perfect time to drive his truck back and check on the treestand he hasn't seen since last year! Ticked me off a little, so I got down, walked over to him and said hello. I haven't spoken with him in several years, and it will probably be several more before I do again.
I made the best of a crappy situation and cut a couple of limbs, hung another stand in the tree so that Mason and I can both be in it first thing in the morning! I really hope he gets a crack at a buck tomorrow, but honestly it seems after the last couple trips up there that the deer may have re-located with all the recent activities. Who knows, might see dozens of 'em tomorrow!
I made the best of a crappy situation and cut a couple of limbs, hung another stand in the tree so that Mason and I can both be in it first thing in the morning! I really hope he gets a crack at a buck tomorrow, but honestly it seems after the last couple trips up there that the deer may have re-located with all the recent activities. Who knows, might see dozens of 'em tomorrow!
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Funny how all the excitement and anticipation can fizzle out sometimes. Other times we show up with low hopes and it is phenomenal. Good luck to you and Mason tomorrow Brock!
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Just the way it goes around here, and I suspect most everywhere. I can't whine much, I've had the place to myself all year. I've had every opportunity a guy could ask for, and have seen a ton of deer! It's a long season, if I don't kill one before, I'll be at it until February. It's funny, every hunt I hope to kill a dandy, but every time I've killed one I wished I could still hunt. I think I'd rather have that tag and be able to hunt than to have a dead deer and have to quit. 
Tomorrow is a new day, and if the hotspot has cooled off the fun will begin again...looking for 'em!
Tomorrow is a new day, and if the hotspot has cooled off the fun will begin again...looking for 'em!
What a bummer Brock! Here's hoping that Mason kills a nice buck and you get to enjoy it with him! Good luck you two.
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I took Mason to the now legendary fence row stand for the youth hunt. I had set up a hang on stand on the backside of the tree so that I could watch over him. I did a poor job of hanging that stand as it is on a crooked part of the tree, and is hanging about half sideways. I thought I was gonna fall out of the dang thing the entire time I was in it! I stood most of the time, hugging the tree. It was a bit uncomfortable! Luckily for me, it was pretty cold and with the wind out of the NE beating Mason in the face, we didn't stay in the tree long. We hadn't even seen a squirrel! We got down about 9, and I told Mason we would go back and sit at a creek crossing. He wasn't really into the idea since I don't have a set up for us both to get in a tree back there. I had a hard time explaining to him that you CAN kill deer just sitting on the ground. In fact, I had to tell him again (he's heard it a dozen times at least) that I killed five deer with a bow before I even owned a treestand... any way, we pressed on.
We arrived at the creek, took a quick survey of the area, and found a likely spot. I made him a gun rest pretty quickly with a piece of rope tied between two trees. He seemed pretty comfortable with the set up, and it promised a close shot if any. We were there maybe 30 minutes or so when he said he didn't think we were going to have any luck. I found it hard to argue with him as we still hadn't see even a squirrel! I got a text from a buddy inquiring about our luck, I replied NONE. Mason said he was ready to go, but I told him we'd give it a few more minutes as I blew on the grunt call. I was keeping myself busy with my phone and Mason had his head hung low about half asleep. Then I heard a splash. I looked up and maybe 15 yards in front of us was a deer in the creek! I whispered to Mason and nodded my head in the direction of the deer. He saw it, and immediately looked through the scope. We had already talked about him saving his last tag for a buck - we have plenty of them running around. I didn't think he'd shoot, but then he cocked the hammer... BOOM! From my vantage, I immediately saw the ribs vibrate as concussion rumbled through the deer's body. A big red blob of blood about the size of a basketball blew out of the deer and into the water as it turned to jump away. Blood was blowing out of the thing with every bound it took. It made it about 20 yards before crashing. Mason started whining around and layed back on the ground holding his chest, doing his best to scream in pain quietly. The deer had been standing off to his right just slightly and he had cheated the stock towards the middle of his chest to make the shot. Apparently it hurt. After a couple of minutes making sure he was fine and high fiving, we went to get the truck and retrieve the deer.
This kid makes me more proud every day, and danged if we don't have a heck of a good time together! And after having shot a deer on the ground at ten yards or less, I'm pretty sure Mason won't give me any heck about taking a stand on the ground again!
We arrived at the creek, took a quick survey of the area, and found a likely spot. I made him a gun rest pretty quickly with a piece of rope tied between two trees. He seemed pretty comfortable with the set up, and it promised a close shot if any. We were there maybe 30 minutes or so when he said he didn't think we were going to have any luck. I found it hard to argue with him as we still hadn't see even a squirrel! I got a text from a buddy inquiring about our luck, I replied NONE. Mason said he was ready to go, but I told him we'd give it a few more minutes as I blew on the grunt call. I was keeping myself busy with my phone and Mason had his head hung low about half asleep. Then I heard a splash. I looked up and maybe 15 yards in front of us was a deer in the creek! I whispered to Mason and nodded my head in the direction of the deer. He saw it, and immediately looked through the scope. We had already talked about him saving his last tag for a buck - we have plenty of them running around. I didn't think he'd shoot, but then he cocked the hammer... BOOM! From my vantage, I immediately saw the ribs vibrate as concussion rumbled through the deer's body. A big red blob of blood about the size of a basketball blew out of the deer and into the water as it turned to jump away. Blood was blowing out of the thing with every bound it took. It made it about 20 yards before crashing. Mason started whining around and layed back on the ground holding his chest, doing his best to scream in pain quietly. The deer had been standing off to his right just slightly and he had cheated the stock towards the middle of his chest to make the shot. Apparently it hurt.
After a couple of minutes making sure he was fine and high fiving, we went to get the truck and retrieve the deer. This kid makes me more proud every day, and danged if we don't have a heck of a good time together! And after having shot a deer on the ground at ten yards or less, I'm pretty sure Mason won't give me any heck about taking a stand on the ground again!
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Good Deal Brock! You tell Mason Congrat's on such a nice creek crossing deer! That is just Great!
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