Yesterday was one of those days that was just a good day. I'll skip lots of good stuff though and go straight to the afternoon deer stand.
September 18 historically has been a good hunting day for one main reason: sawtooth oaks are dropping like crazy. It's also firmly in the pre-rut as well. Yesterday I got in the stand at 5:58 PM and had to scare a couple of deer out from under the oak grove before the hunt even technically started.
I was in the stand for about 30 minutes before the skies unexpectedly opened up. It poured for 15-20 minutes, and I was in an uncovered stand. Needless to say, I looked like a drowned rat. However, while I was getting soaked I took great pleasure in watching a big ol' gobbler enjoy the rain about as much as I did. He was in the field in front of me when the rain started, and when the downpour truly commenced he started running around through the grass like a complete spaz. He finally settled down under a big sawtooth, where he stayed until the rain stopped. At least I had a buddy to share the misery with.
When the rain stopped, I saw a rainbow and then a giant of a buck stepped out. I knew immediately that he was a shooter, but I had already committed to giving him one more year. I call him Caribou Buck (I don't typically name bucks), and I've been watching him for 4 seasons now. He's grown into a majestic buck with a rack outside the ears, very tall, and very thick. He ate sawtooth acorns for a few minutes while I hyperventilated and cursed myself for having management goals.
After he eased off a bunch of does, fawns, and young bucks came out. I couldn't really see them well because my binoculars were saturated from the rain, so I just watched them from a far. I slipped out at dark and headed home. Great day.
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September 18 historically has been a good hunting day for one main reason: sawtooth oaks are dropping like crazy. It's also firmly in the pre-rut as well. Yesterday I got in the stand at 5:58 PM and had to scare a couple of deer out from under the oak grove before the hunt even technically started.
I was in the stand for about 30 minutes before the skies unexpectedly opened up. It poured for 15-20 minutes, and I was in an uncovered stand. Needless to say, I looked like a drowned rat. However, while I was getting soaked I took great pleasure in watching a big ol' gobbler enjoy the rain about as much as I did. He was in the field in front of me when the rain started, and when the downpour truly commenced he started running around through the grass like a complete spaz. He finally settled down under a big sawtooth, where he stayed until the rain stopped. At least I had a buddy to share the misery with.
When the rain stopped, I saw a rainbow and then a giant of a buck stepped out. I knew immediately that he was a shooter, but I had already committed to giving him one more year. I call him Caribou Buck (I don't typically name bucks), and I've been watching him for 4 seasons now. He's grown into a majestic buck with a rack outside the ears, very tall, and very thick. He ate sawtooth acorns for a few minutes while I hyperventilated and cursed myself for having management goals.
After he eased off a bunch of does, fawns, and young bucks came out. I couldn't really see them well because my binoculars were saturated from the rain, so I just watched them from a far. I slipped out at dark and headed home. Great day.
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