What was your most exciting hunt?
Last year I went out to one of dales farm with him. Dale has taught me a lot obout bow set up and shooting so I was pretty excited to learn some hunting stuff from him. I think of him as a big brother and its always a good time to be around him. I haven’t been hunting with someone who has had yrs of experience on their belt, so I knew I was going to learn alot. My dad has been hunting since I can remember, but he was pretty much self taught as well and passed on to me as much as he could.
We get there and and get all geared up and walk to the stands, and I had that feeling the whole way in that this is going to be a good time. I see this old gnarly tree that he has a set hung in and thought, “man, this is a cool set up”.
He goes up first and gets his gear up, then it is my turn. I get up in the tree and turn to put my bag under my seat and he says “Don’t move!!”. I’m thinking “holy shit, I just got up here”. “There are two does right behind you”. I’m not even thinking about turning around to see them. I’m just looking down trying not to move as much as possible. So I see this rage two blade about a foot from my face, Whack!! He shoots one of the doe. Hes all pumped up cause he shot a doe and I’m like holy crap dude that was intense and your arrow was 1ft from my face. Hahahahahaha. It was pretty funny. How in the world we did not spook these does out of there when we where climbing up was beyond me.
So she runs off and we let her lay until we we’re done. So dale’s getting the antlers out rattling, grunting, scraping the tree, etc. He is facing the other way from me cause he told me to watch this hill that is front of me, which is where the deer tend to come from. Next thing I know “buck, buck” my face had to priceless..”There is two of them, get ready cause here they come”. Well, one of them went into a thicket and the other walked right by us. I didn’t want to take it cause it was only a 2yr old. He wasn’t tiny but I wanted to let him grow. He just moseyed right on by us, like we weren’t even there.
This was the first time I have ever experienced any kind of rut activity. Dale would grunt and rattle and the buck passed on would come right back and check the place out and go back to this bed. This went on fro about an hour, then he comes back again, and starts walking towards this thicket. Then all hell breaks loose, he’s chasing that other buck around, chasing this doe up the hill, down the hill, wrestle with each other, making all kinds of noise..It was a pretty cool experience. To hear these bucks running this doe and fighting with each was awesome. I am just sitting there with a smile on my face listening to all this happen, hoping that a big boy would come see what all the commotion was about and give me a shot. They eventually just walked off and went about their separate ways but man, what an awesome time. Being on the observation deck and watching the chase was a pretty cool thing to see.
I definitely won’t forget that hunt. I didn’t shoot anything that night, but to hang out with a good friend and see some serious deer activity was more than what I could have asked for.
Last year I went out to one of dales farm with him. Dale has taught me a lot obout bow set up and shooting so I was pretty excited to learn some hunting stuff from him. I think of him as a big brother and its always a good time to be around him. I haven’t been hunting with someone who has had yrs of experience on their belt, so I knew I was going to learn alot. My dad has been hunting since I can remember, but he was pretty much self taught as well and passed on to me as much as he could.
We get there and and get all geared up and walk to the stands, and I had that feeling the whole way in that this is going to be a good time. I see this old gnarly tree that he has a set hung in and thought, “man, this is a cool set up”.
He goes up first and gets his gear up, then it is my turn. I get up in the tree and turn to put my bag under my seat and he says “Don’t move!!”. I’m thinking “holy shit, I just got up here”. “There are two does right behind you”. I’m not even thinking about turning around to see them. I’m just looking down trying not to move as much as possible. So I see this rage two blade about a foot from my face, Whack!! He shoots one of the doe. Hes all pumped up cause he shot a doe and I’m like holy crap dude that was intense and your arrow was 1ft from my face. Hahahahahaha. It was pretty funny. How in the world we did not spook these does out of there when we where climbing up was beyond me.
So she runs off and we let her lay until we we’re done. So dale’s getting the antlers out rattling, grunting, scraping the tree, etc. He is facing the other way from me cause he told me to watch this hill that is front of me, which is where the deer tend to come from. Next thing I know “buck, buck” my face had to priceless..”There is two of them, get ready cause here they come”. Well, one of them went into a thicket and the other walked right by us. I didn’t want to take it cause it was only a 2yr old. He wasn’t tiny but I wanted to let him grow. He just moseyed right on by us, like we weren’t even there.
This was the first time I have ever experienced any kind of rut activity. Dale would grunt and rattle and the buck passed on would come right back and check the place out and go back to this bed. This went on fro about an hour, then he comes back again, and starts walking towards this thicket. Then all hell breaks loose, he’s chasing that other buck around, chasing this doe up the hill, down the hill, wrestle with each other, making all kinds of noise..It was a pretty cool experience. To hear these bucks running this doe and fighting with each was awesome. I am just sitting there with a smile on my face listening to all this happen, hoping that a big boy would come see what all the commotion was about and give me a shot. They eventually just walked off and went about their separate ways but man, what an awesome time. Being on the observation deck and watching the chase was a pretty cool thing to see.
I definitely won’t forget that hunt. I didn’t shoot anything that night, but to hang out with a good friend and see some serious deer activity was more than what I could have asked for.