Live from the stand 2017
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Chainsaw
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Absolutely incredible Okie. You two have both shot deer super deer.. Congratulations to both of you. And Mrs. Okie, I enjoyed your deer story immensely and could feel your excitement thru your recounting oft hunt. Thank you for sharing it all with us. I wish we were all in a deer camp together. It would be a great deer camp.
PineSapJunky
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I could hunt for a lifetime hear in the piney woods and never get a deer like that. Congratulations. It's something special seeing a deer act like a deerToday was my day...
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Mrs. Kubota
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Thank you!
Big timber...no openings...I have quite the story on mine that I will put together tomorrow...
Drycreek
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On stand with bow on our 90. Very nice 10 point walked past 5 minutes ago. I passed the shot...needs 1 year...
Story time...
Yesterday morning I awoke to 24 degrees and slight SE breeze and my wife was deeply asleep I am sure dreaming of the hunt she had the evening before...I loaded up my 4 wheeler, talked to some other lease members around the campfire and we said our "good lucks" and parted ways. As I was riding to my hunting area I realized this wind was perfect for the stand I had been saving all fall to hunt. It is the point of a ridge with another bench above it. Deer naturally contour around it in their travels. Several years ago I packed a ladder stand up the extremely steep side of that ridge to get to that flat point area. I set the stand in a 3 trunked maple tree right at the edge of the point and I only am 1 step from the brink. With the triple trunks I am extremely hidden there and with a S or E or a SE wind my scent blows out over the hollow I came up out of over the road. The climb up is one of those where you have to grab small trees to help steady yourself and pull yourself up. I finally reached the summit and got stealthily into my ladder stand and began my vigil...
At 7:20 I was sitting there watching the squirrels and I had a doe run past from my north going south and around the point. I got ready and waited, and waited, and waited some more but nothing was following her. At 8:20 I had a doe and a fawn come from the east and around the point and then north along the trail. Another lease member sent me a text saying he shot a big one down in the canyon area of our lease which is on our SE side. At 9:15 I had 3 does and a fawn travel the same route the other 2 traveled and 5 minutes later 2 more does and a fawn came up the same path but circled out much closer to me before traveling N, it is an amazing spot because there is no ground scent or airborne scent so deer act absolutely natural. At 9:50 a nice young 8 pointer came from the N and headed around toward the east but then just dropped over the edge down into a huge hollow. I was starting to think about getting back to camp and getting my wife Christine's deer ready to go to the processor and taxidermist and had decided I would sit till about 10 because it was rapidly warming up and was to be mid 60's that day. At 10:00 as I was getting ready to start getting down I glanced over my left shoulder to the north and saw a real nice buck headed my way. He was definitely acting rutty and was casting about checking for ground scent of does. He was coming right by my tree on the left side and I looked him over real good before I finally committed to him once I saw the tine length. I brought the .50 caliber TC Encore to my shoulder and pulled the hammer back...wait a minute...the hammer won't cock...can't even moved it 1/8th", what the heck...break the gun open, do a quick visual, close it back up hoping the 10 yard buck doesn't bust me. Still won't cock!!!! Break it open 3 or 4 times as the buck is getting further away and headed to the same place the other 8 point went off the hollow....NO! Felt completely helpless and could not for the life of me figure out why I couldn't get the hammer back...it felt spongy as if something soft was blocking it and I figured it must be an old used primer that didn't come out at some point in the past and fell into the action. By now the deer is 75 yards and just getting ready to bail over the side when I grabbed the hammer and gave it all I could and whatever was blocking it broke loose and the trigger locked into place. Split second before buck goes over the side and I mouth grunt and he stops quartering away and looking back. I am locked on at that moment and fire. I saw the buck lunge over the side and doubt started going through my head...was I on him? Did I jerk the trigger? I reloaded in the stand and got down and went to the last place I saw him and there was no sign. I looked over the edge and saw nothing so I was now really wondering if I screwed up... I moved a few feet to the west and then see a SUBSTANTIAL blood trail. I knew he was mine! A few feet down the side I saw him laying there where he crashed. A tree root had stopped his slide and it was a good thing because he was right on the precipice of a substantial bluff...one high enough to break him up pretty bad if he fell off of it. I sat with him and thanked god for giving me the opportunity at him and grabbed him by an antler and tugged him off the root and started to drag him sideways across the side of the ridge. His back half actually went over the side of the bluff and I had to wrestle him back up. After I got past the bluff I basically rode him down to the bottom and tried to be an anchor because it was so steep...i got him down to the dry creek at the bottom and then went and got my 4 wheeler and came back and loaded him off a high bank onto my back rack and headed back to camp pretty happy about the way things turned out...
Yesterday morning I awoke to 24 degrees and slight SE breeze and my wife was deeply asleep I am sure dreaming of the hunt she had the evening before...I loaded up my 4 wheeler, talked to some other lease members around the campfire and we said our "good lucks" and parted ways. As I was riding to my hunting area I realized this wind was perfect for the stand I had been saving all fall to hunt. It is the point of a ridge with another bench above it. Deer naturally contour around it in their travels. Several years ago I packed a ladder stand up the extremely steep side of that ridge to get to that flat point area. I set the stand in a 3 trunked maple tree right at the edge of the point and I only am 1 step from the brink. With the triple trunks I am extremely hidden there and with a S or E or a SE wind my scent blows out over the hollow I came up out of over the road. The climb up is one of those where you have to grab small trees to help steady yourself and pull yourself up. I finally reached the summit and got stealthily into my ladder stand and began my vigil...
At 7:20 I was sitting there watching the squirrels and I had a doe run past from my north going south and around the point. I got ready and waited, and waited, and waited some more but nothing was following her. At 8:20 I had a doe and a fawn come from the east and around the point and then north along the trail. Another lease member sent me a text saying he shot a big one down in the canyon area of our lease which is on our SE side. At 9:15 I had 3 does and a fawn travel the same route the other 2 traveled and 5 minutes later 2 more does and a fawn came up the same path but circled out much closer to me before traveling N, it is an amazing spot because there is no ground scent or airborne scent so deer act absolutely natural. At 9:50 a nice young 8 pointer came from the N and headed around toward the east but then just dropped over the edge down into a huge hollow. I was starting to think about getting back to camp and getting my wife Christine's deer ready to go to the processor and taxidermist and had decided I would sit till about 10 because it was rapidly warming up and was to be mid 60's that day. At 10:00 as I was getting ready to start getting down I glanced over my left shoulder to the north and saw a real nice buck headed my way. He was definitely acting rutty and was casting about checking for ground scent of does. He was coming right by my tree on the left side and I looked him over real good before I finally committed to him once I saw the tine length. I brought the .50 caliber TC Encore to my shoulder and pulled the hammer back...wait a minute...the hammer won't cock...can't even moved it 1/8th", what the heck...break the gun open, do a quick visual, close it back up hoping the 10 yard buck doesn't bust me. Still won't cock!!!! Break it open 3 or 4 times as the buck is getting further away and headed to the same place the other 8 point went off the hollow....NO! Felt completely helpless and could not for the life of me figure out why I couldn't get the hammer back...it felt spongy as if something soft was blocking it and I figured it must be an old used primer that didn't come out at some point in the past and fell into the action. By now the deer is 75 yards and just getting ready to bail over the side when I grabbed the hammer and gave it all I could and whatever was blocking it broke loose and the trigger locked into place. Split second before buck goes over the side and I mouth grunt and he stops quartering away and looking back. I am locked on at that moment and fire. I saw the buck lunge over the side and doubt started going through my head...was I on him? Did I jerk the trigger? I reloaded in the stand and got down and went to the last place I saw him and there was no sign. I looked over the edge and saw nothing so I was now really wondering if I screwed up... I moved a few feet to the west and then see a SUBSTANTIAL blood trail. I knew he was mine! A few feet down the side I saw him laying there where he crashed. A tree root had stopped his slide and it was a good thing because he was right on the precipice of a substantial bluff...one high enough to break him up pretty bad if he fell off of it. I sat with him and thanked god for giving me the opportunity at him and grabbed him by an antler and tugged him off the root and started to drag him sideways across the side of the ridge. His back half actually went over the side of the bluff and I had to wrestle him back up. After I got past the bluff I basically rode him down to the bottom and tried to be an anchor because it was so steep...i got him down to the dry creek at the bottom and then went and got my 4 wheeler and came back and loaded him off a high bank onto my back rack and headed back to camp pretty happy about the way things turned out...
Chainsaw
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Great deer and Great story. How long are the tines? They look to be pretty darn long.Story time...
Yesterday morning I awoke to 24 degrees and slight SE breeze and my wife was deeply asleep I am sure dreaming of the hunt she had the evening before...I loaded up my 4 wheeler, talked to some other lease members around the campfire and we said our "good lucks" and parted ways. As I was riding to my hunting area I realized this wind was perfect for the stand I had been saving all fall to hunt. It is the point of a ridge with another bench above it. Deer naturally contour around it in their travels. Several years ago I packed a ladder stand up the extremely steep side of that ridge to get to that flat point area. I set the stand in a 3 trunked maple tree right at the edge of the point and I only am 1 step from the brink. With the triple trunks I am extremely hidden there and with a S or E or a SE wind my scent blows out over the hollow I came up out of over the road. The climb up is one of those where you have to grab small trees to help steady yourself and pull yourself up. I finally reached the summit and got stealthily into my ladder stand and began my vigil...
At 7:20 I was sitting there watching the squirrels and I had a doe run past from my north going south and around the point. I got ready and waited, and waited, and waited some more but nothing was following her. At 8:20 I had a doe and a fawn come from the east and around the point and then north along the trail. Another lease member sent me a text saying he shot a big one down in the canyon area of our lease which is on our SE side. At 9:15 I had 3 does and a fawn travel the same route the other 2 traveled and 5 minutes later 2 more does and a fawn came up the same path but circled out much closer to me before traveling N, it is an amazing spot because there is no ground scent or airborne scent so deer act absolutely natural. At 9:50 a nice young 8 pointer came from the N and headed around toward the east but then just dropped over the edge down into a huge hollow. I was starting to think about getting back to camp and getting my wife Christine's deer ready to go to the processor and taxidermist and had decided I would sit till about 10 because it was rapidly warming up and was to be mid 60's that day. At 10:00 as I was getting ready to start getting down I glanced over my left shoulder to the north and saw a real nice buck headed my way. He was definitely acting rutty and was casting about checking for ground scent of does. He was coming right by my tree on the left side and I looked him over real good before I finally committed to him once I saw the tine length. I brought the .50 caliber TC Encore to my shoulder and pulled the hammer back...wait a minute...the hammer won't cock...can't even moved it 1/8th", what the heck...break the gun open, do a quick visual, close it back up hoping the 10 yard buck doesn't bust me. Still won't cock!!!! Break it open 3 or 4 times as the buck is getting further away and headed to the same place the other 8 point went off the hollow....NO! Felt completely helpless and could not for the life of me figure out why I couldn't get the hammer back...it felt spongy as if something soft was blocking it and I figured it must be an old used primer that didn't come out at some point in the past and fell into the action. By now the deer is 75 yards and just getting ready to bail over the side when I grabbed the hammer and gave it all I could and whatever was blocking it broke loose and the trigger locked into place. Split second before buck goes over the side and I mouth grunt and he stops quartering away and looking back. I am locked on at that moment and fire. I saw the buck lunge over the side and doubt started going through my head...was I on him? Did I jerk the trigger? I reloaded in the stand and got down and went to the last place I saw him and there was no sign. I looked over the edge and saw nothing so I was now really wondering if I screwed up... I moved a few feet to the west and then see a SUBSTANTIAL blood trail. I knew he was mine! A few feet down the side I saw him laying there where he crashed. A tree root had stopped his slide and it was a good thing because he was right on the precipice of a substantial bluff...one high enough to break him up pretty bad if he fell off of it. I sat with him and thanked god for giving me the opportunity at him and grabbed him by an antler and tugged him off the root and started to drag him sideways across the side of the ridge. His back half actually went over the side of the bluff and I had to wrestle him back up. After I got past the bluff I basically rode him down to the bottom and tried to be an anchor because it was so steep...i got him down to the dry creek at the bottom and then went and got my 4 wheeler and came back and loaded him off a high bank onto my back rack and headed back to camp pretty happy about the way things turned out...
G2's are 13" and G3's are 10" and 9"
It would be a great camp...
I hunted here on the hollow with my bow this morning. Even though high winds were forecast for the day I awoke to absolute calm. As I was walking the trail to get back to where I could access my stands the downed leaves and absolute ridiculous amounts of acorns on the ground made for an extremely loud walk...I had to creep my way out there as slowly as possible and I was later than I wanted to be getting to my stand. The wind picked up bigley and I ended up seeing a very nice 10 point and a 5 point from my stand and when I got down I jumped a doe out of her bed that had snuck in behind me and laid down.
I walked back toward our south plot and noticed 2 deer running in and out of our little pond really having a good old time. They ended up feeding toward where I was standing until the swirling winds blew my scent to them...
After I took the deer my wife and I got over the weekend to the taxidermist I decided I needed to groom the trail before future hunts (in the morning lol).
I am still after this guy...
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I walked back toward our south plot and noticed 2 deer running in and out of our little pond really having a good old time. They ended up feeding toward where I was standing until the swirling winds blew my scent to them...
After I took the deer my wife and I got over the weekend to the taxidermist I decided I needed to groom the trail before future hunts (in the morning lol).
I am still after this guy...
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Back on stand, deep woods 3/4 way north on our 90. Turkeys gobbling, just starting to lighten...walk in on groomed trail was silent...
Chainsaw
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Beautiful! Using the ear in the picture as 6 1/2 inches (just a guess) I thought the longest tines might be over a foot long but it is just not something we ever see here so it was difficult to believe what I was seeing. Again, great story Okie--a lot of helpful tips were shared in your story. And thanks for it would be a great camp; I appreciate it.
Our camp starts tomorrow. Today is a deer shooting day but I am waiting for the crew to get together before real hunting.
Ended up seeing 3 bucks including this nice 10 pointer that needs a year...
He came in to a scrape I made yesterday...I freshened it again before I left...
Deer have been all over my freshly raked trail...they love fresh dirt! It was absolutely silent walking in other than stepping on acorns that fell since I raked it yesterday afternoon...
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He came in to a scrape I made yesterday...I freshened it again before I left...
Deer have been all over my freshly raked trail...they love fresh dirt! It was absolutely silent walking in other than stepping on acorns that fell since I raked it yesterday afternoon...
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SIL hunter
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Congrats Mr & Mrs Okie, that's how you end October and get ready for November rut action
Jeff H
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Wow!. Are you guys going to start your own show soon ??Today was my day...
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Mennoniteman
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A good story about a great buck.
