jvanhees
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Congrats Brooks! The webs look cool. How’s the season coming along?
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Triple C
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We think season is shaping up to be something special. More deer than we've ever had. More acreage planted than we've ever had. And a nice inventory of bucks using our place. This past weekend was something special. Lots of chasing by young bucks and a killer fight between a couple of 2 yr olds that went on for 30 minutes. Seems it's mostly the younger bucks doing all the posturing and chasing right now. The next 10 days should be really good for harvesting a 3.5 or older buck if we're lucky.
Down side to hunting in GA is a firearm season that runs from 3rd week of October to 2nd Sunday of Jan. 2 yr old bucks in the 80 to 105 inch range just get slaughtered so we never know how many that we have during the summer will make it thru the season. A lot get shot. But...we always manage to get a few nice one's through. Hoping to seal the deal on a mature buck this year.
Only thing that's different than year's past is that it's mostly just Brooks and I hunting and mostly Brooks as I only make it down on the weekend. My oldest grandson is fully involved in sports activities so he and his dad seldom make it down as in year's past. I certainly miss the times of years gone by when all of us where there most weekends and along with that, more of the extended family.
lakngolf
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Times change. Kids schedules these days is unreal. The guy who got me into deer hunting, my son, now lives in NC. Would be great now to have three generations hunting together but no way they can be here often. Maybe during Holidays but difficult then too.
My daughter and family are in Bham though and I hope to have some stories to tell from this weekends youth hunt. Robert 14 and Jack 11 are almost as excited as poppa!
My daughter and family are in Bham though and I hope to have some stories to tell from this weekends youth hunt. Robert 14 and Jack 11 are almost as excited as poppa!
I think it is insane how something that used to be a little pass time like a sport takes every weekend and 3 nights out of the week...
Example: my grandson can only get in one hunt during the 3 day youth rifle season because of his schedule. I take Friday off and we go rain or shine... I have always wanted to take him all 3 days so we can be a little pickier but the way it is we have to “brown and down” it...
Rant off...
Good luck 3C...I have been looking for updates on this thread. You are right that the next few days should be magical!
Example: my grandson can only get in one hunt during the 3 day youth rifle season because of his schedule. I take Friday off and we go rain or shine... I have always wanted to take him all 3 days so we can be a little pickier but the way it is we have to “brown and down” it...
Rant off...
Good luck 3C...I have been looking for updates on this thread. You are right that the next few days should be magical!
dogghr
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It is hard to keep the group going. My son hunted today while I worked and opposite last wk. Such it is. Good luck w your season and enjoy the time by my/your beaver pond.
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Triple C
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Thanksgiving Week at the Triple C...
For those of you that have followed my thread over the years you know how i feel about Thanksgiving - I love it! This one holiday has somehow avoided all of the commercialization of many of the other holidays. No pressure to buy the right gift for the right person...just a gathering of family and friends to celebrate all for which we have to be thankful. Not to mention the best meal of the year! The Ms. homemade cornbread sage dressing is to die for. i arrived at the farm around noon on Wednesday afternoon. My wife had been down since the previous weekend preparing for the meal of all meals so she had the place to herself from Sunday until I arrived. I took everything in that I had been instructed to pick up and sometime around 2;45, headed out with Black Widow recurve in hand to a new stand we had set below the bean field in an adjoining hardwood draw loaded with mature water oaks that were still dropping acorns.
In my younger days, I was quite adapt at still hunting with archery equipment. Killed my fair share of deer this way but all with wheelie bows. I've yet to take one still hunting with my recurve. Critters are difficult to get within 12 yds on the ground and not get busted trying to draw on them. I had the feeling I would catch a deer in the draw while working my way to the stand. Sure enough, as I was creeping down the access road, I spotted the silhouette of a deer in the draw. Over the next 10 minutes I closed the distance from about 50 yds to around 20 yds as the doe fed up toward me and I toward her. She finally busted me and trotted across the access rd and then gave me a parting snort as she entered the pines. I climbed into the stand for a sit but heard a hammer banging on metal and thought it was oldest son and his family that had arrived with camper in tow. Didn't know what he was banging on so decided to call it a day and go back to the cabin to see what was going on. Wasn't him. It was my neighbor who is putting up new fence on part of the property line.
I made a fire in the fire pit and about an hour before senset, wife and I sat by the fire enjoying a beautiful sunset and afternoon happy hour.
About sunset, I spot a huge blob walking out of the pines into the cabin field below us. It was a huge boar we've encountered multiple times over the past month. This was his last encounter. I eased in to the cabin, grabbed my .270, eased out on to the porch and told Pam to cover her ears as she was still setting by the fire. The boar had spotted my movement and was getting a little nervous. Just as he turned broadside and begin to walk, I settled the cross hairs on his chest as best I could and squeezed off. He dropped like a rock! I grabbed my .45 auto just in case he needed a lil more and Pam and I headed down to check him out. Nasty big critter that I'm glad to be rid of.
Nasty set of cutters on him.
That was our adventure of the day. We watched the sun set and then ate a fine meal of southern slaw dogs and tater tots.
Thanksgiving day the boys and oldest grandson went hunting in the a.m. and i stayed back to help with meal preparations. Plenty of deer saw but nothing taken. Everyone gathered around 3;00 in the afternoon. Around 4:30, we sat down to a wonderful Thanksgiving meal, followed by our tradition of family pics by the guest cabin and then the tradition of loading everyone for a hay ride to find the Christmas tree. In the early years we would cut a cedar tree. These days, we buy a tree and hide it in the woods for the grandkids to find. We set out about 5:00 in search of the tree.
Brooks and I placed the tree behind one of the new water holes he made back in the summer. Two of the grand daughters were out first in search of the tree with Puppy and me in tow.
Finished the evening with everyone inside the cabin decorating the tree and eating a second round of turkey goodness. Friday proved to be a special day. We haven't taken a buck since 2015. Passed on plenty and lost plenty to neighbors but that's part of hunting and comes with the territory. Dustin and Jaden have only been down once this year to hunt. Jaden is 14 and busy with sports so hunting is on the back burner. They have a tract of land near their home that they've been able to hunt. Jaden took a nice doe with his bow a month or so back. This afternoon we were hunting for bucks. We'll take a few does come December. Jaden was 10 the last time he harvested a buck at the farm and i had the joy of sitting with him in the stand. He wasn't really hunting at 10. More like sleeping in a sleeping bag in the stand with Poppy and then being woken up to watch a very nice buck chasing a doe below us. He ended up killing the buck with his 7mm-08 that I had given him for Christmas the previous season. It was quite the morning as we watched this buck square off with other bucks and chase a doe for 30 minutes down in the pines below the food plot. I posted this pic up back in 2014 but thought it worth another post leading up to Friday's hunt.
That brings us to Friday afternoon. It was windy with rain in the forecast. All four of us were hunting. I elected to sit the Redneck tower for obvious reasons - dry and warm. Brooks headed off to a loc on while Dustin and Jaden took the Ranger and headed down to the south end of the property. Jaden said he had a feeling about sitting the upper-lower ladder stand so his dad dropped him off for his solo sit. Big difference in tagging along with Poppy when you're to young to hunt by yourself and finally reaching the age where you're mature enough to hunt on your own. He had the option to choose what he shot which isn't easy at 14.
At 4:30, I heard a single shot ring off from what I knew to be his stand. As predicted, it began raining around 4 off and on with a steady east wind. Around 5:00, I hear the Ranger coming toward me and see Dustin enter the field. He reaches my blind and tells me he went to find Jaden bout couldn't find him. Found his safety harness laying by the ladder but no Jaden. Figured he was looking for his deer. We drove back down and met Jaden coming toward us in the interior road. I couldn't tell whether he was excited or dejected. Seemed a little of both. Said he had a big buck come out of the hardwood draw running across the food plot and then stopped when it reached the far side of the plot, just before reentering the woods. He shot and said the buck kicked and then ran into the woods. He couldn't find any blood or hair at the site where the buck was when he shot. He took us to the cedar tree where he said the buck was standing which was 125 yds from the stand. With daylight running out and raining off and on, I decided to just go looking into the hardwood draw and let them look for blood. I took off south toward the swam. There is a ditch in the center of the draw. I stayed on this side of the ditch with the idea to cross over to the other side and work my way back toward them. At about 50 yds, I almost crossed the ditch but decided to go a littler farther. At about 60 yds, I see antlers across the ditch. Perfect double lung shot. I gave a shout and the celebration began. Nothing like young un's and the outdoors!
Pretty special way for a grandfather to end Thanksgiving week. Thx for following along!
For those of you that have followed my thread over the years you know how i feel about Thanksgiving - I love it! This one holiday has somehow avoided all of the commercialization of many of the other holidays. No pressure to buy the right gift for the right person...just a gathering of family and friends to celebrate all for which we have to be thankful. Not to mention the best meal of the year! The Ms. homemade cornbread sage dressing is to die for. i arrived at the farm around noon on Wednesday afternoon. My wife had been down since the previous weekend preparing for the meal of all meals so she had the place to herself from Sunday until I arrived. I took everything in that I had been instructed to pick up and sometime around 2;45, headed out with Black Widow recurve in hand to a new stand we had set below the bean field in an adjoining hardwood draw loaded with mature water oaks that were still dropping acorns.
In my younger days, I was quite adapt at still hunting with archery equipment. Killed my fair share of deer this way but all with wheelie bows. I've yet to take one still hunting with my recurve. Critters are difficult to get within 12 yds on the ground and not get busted trying to draw on them. I had the feeling I would catch a deer in the draw while working my way to the stand. Sure enough, as I was creeping down the access road, I spotted the silhouette of a deer in the draw. Over the next 10 minutes I closed the distance from about 50 yds to around 20 yds as the doe fed up toward me and I toward her. She finally busted me and trotted across the access rd and then gave me a parting snort as she entered the pines. I climbed into the stand for a sit but heard a hammer banging on metal and thought it was oldest son and his family that had arrived with camper in tow. Didn't know what he was banging on so decided to call it a day and go back to the cabin to see what was going on. Wasn't him. It was my neighbor who is putting up new fence on part of the property line.
I made a fire in the fire pit and about an hour before senset, wife and I sat by the fire enjoying a beautiful sunset and afternoon happy hour.
About sunset, I spot a huge blob walking out of the pines into the cabin field below us. It was a huge boar we've encountered multiple times over the past month. This was his last encounter. I eased in to the cabin, grabbed my .270, eased out on to the porch and told Pam to cover her ears as she was still setting by the fire. The boar had spotted my movement and was getting a little nervous. Just as he turned broadside and begin to walk, I settled the cross hairs on his chest as best I could and squeezed off. He dropped like a rock! I grabbed my .45 auto just in case he needed a lil more and Pam and I headed down to check him out. Nasty big critter that I'm glad to be rid of.
Nasty set of cutters on him.
That was our adventure of the day. We watched the sun set and then ate a fine meal of southern slaw dogs and tater tots.
Thanksgiving day the boys and oldest grandson went hunting in the a.m. and i stayed back to help with meal preparations. Plenty of deer saw but nothing taken. Everyone gathered around 3;00 in the afternoon. Around 4:30, we sat down to a wonderful Thanksgiving meal, followed by our tradition of family pics by the guest cabin and then the tradition of loading everyone for a hay ride to find the Christmas tree. In the early years we would cut a cedar tree. These days, we buy a tree and hide it in the woods for the grandkids to find. We set out about 5:00 in search of the tree.
Brooks and I placed the tree behind one of the new water holes he made back in the summer. Two of the grand daughters were out first in search of the tree with Puppy and me in tow.
Finished the evening with everyone inside the cabin decorating the tree and eating a second round of turkey goodness. Friday proved to be a special day. We haven't taken a buck since 2015. Passed on plenty and lost plenty to neighbors but that's part of hunting and comes with the territory. Dustin and Jaden have only been down once this year to hunt. Jaden is 14 and busy with sports so hunting is on the back burner. They have a tract of land near their home that they've been able to hunt. Jaden took a nice doe with his bow a month or so back. This afternoon we were hunting for bucks. We'll take a few does come December. Jaden was 10 the last time he harvested a buck at the farm and i had the joy of sitting with him in the stand. He wasn't really hunting at 10. More like sleeping in a sleeping bag in the stand with Poppy and then being woken up to watch a very nice buck chasing a doe below us. He ended up killing the buck with his 7mm-08 that I had given him for Christmas the previous season. It was quite the morning as we watched this buck square off with other bucks and chase a doe for 30 minutes down in the pines below the food plot. I posted this pic up back in 2014 but thought it worth another post leading up to Friday's hunt.
That brings us to Friday afternoon. It was windy with rain in the forecast. All four of us were hunting. I elected to sit the Redneck tower for obvious reasons - dry and warm. Brooks headed off to a loc on while Dustin and Jaden took the Ranger and headed down to the south end of the property. Jaden said he had a feeling about sitting the upper-lower ladder stand so his dad dropped him off for his solo sit. Big difference in tagging along with Poppy when you're to young to hunt by yourself and finally reaching the age where you're mature enough to hunt on your own. He had the option to choose what he shot which isn't easy at 14.
At 4:30, I heard a single shot ring off from what I knew to be his stand. As predicted, it began raining around 4 off and on with a steady east wind. Around 5:00, I hear the Ranger coming toward me and see Dustin enter the field. He reaches my blind and tells me he went to find Jaden bout couldn't find him. Found his safety harness laying by the ladder but no Jaden. Figured he was looking for his deer. We drove back down and met Jaden coming toward us in the interior road. I couldn't tell whether he was excited or dejected. Seemed a little of both. Said he had a big buck come out of the hardwood draw running across the food plot and then stopped when it reached the far side of the plot, just before reentering the woods. He shot and said the buck kicked and then ran into the woods. He couldn't find any blood or hair at the site where the buck was when he shot. He took us to the cedar tree where he said the buck was standing which was 125 yds from the stand. With daylight running out and raining off and on, I decided to just go looking into the hardwood draw and let them look for blood. I took off south toward the swam. There is a ditch in the center of the draw. I stayed on this side of the ditch with the idea to cross over to the other side and work my way back toward them. At about 50 yds, I almost crossed the ditch but decided to go a littler farther. At about 60 yds, I see antlers across the ditch. Perfect double lung shot. I gave a shout and the celebration began. Nothing like young un's and the outdoors!
Pretty special way for a grandfather to end Thanksgiving week. Thx for following along!
Heck yea!!! That boy is hooked!
weekender21
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Native Hunter
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TC, that is an awesome update, and it looks like Jaden is hooked now for life. Both of his deer are beautiful, and the one this year looks even bigger than the one before. I just love how you have everything going on with the whole family involved. That is worth more than anything else in life.
Triple C
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Thanks for all the comments and taking the time to tag along on our land journey! It's been an incredibly rewarding journey since first laying eyes on the property in 2010 and made even more rewarding by meeting so many of you guys over the years via the old forum and this one. We all have a common bond through land and wildlife management.
G...90% of those porkers get donated back to the Mother Earth Food Bank. One 100 lbish sow each year gets taken to the processor for breakfast sausage. I'll let the buzzards n varmits clean that brute to the bone and then salvage his upper n lower jaw.
G...90% of those porkers get donated back to the Mother Earth Food Bank. One 100 lbish sow each year gets taken to the processor for breakfast sausage. I'll let the buzzards n varmits clean that brute to the bone and then salvage his upper n lower jaw.
Triple C
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Not much going on a the Triple C since Christmas. Pruned all of the pear trees back in February. We're now in full green up mode down here. Clover is popping as it should be. Lots of happy deer. Gave up on eradicating pigs so we decided to outsmart em Texas style. We put up 3 pig exclusion corrals around 3 of our feeders. 30' diameter corrals built with 16 ft hog panes with T Post set every 8 ft. Capped the high T posts with plastic caps in hopes of not hanging a deer on one of em. Hog panels are 34" high. One section has 28" or 30" high panel to accommodate fawns. Put cameras on each corral and had deer jumping in within days. Not a single pic of a pig inside corral.
Got grandson's deer back from taxidermist this morning. Looks bigger than I remember it looking when he killed it last Thanksgiving. It's now proudly hanging on the wall in the cabin at the farm. The bottom right deer is his. This is 7 of the 9 bucks we've taken from the farm since 2012. A lot of folks say you can't manage for mature deer on less than a 1000 acres. I think we're proving them wrong on just under 300 acres. Looking back...we've had a pretty good run since our first kill in 2012.
Turkey season opened yesterday. Brooks was on one this morn but couldn't get it killed. I hope to be sitting beside a tree next weekend.
Got grandson's deer back from taxidermist this morning. Looks bigger than I remember it looking when he killed it last Thanksgiving. It's now proudly hanging on the wall in the cabin at the farm. The bottom right deer is his. This is 7 of the 9 bucks we've taken from the farm since 2012. A lot of folks say you can't manage for mature deer on less than a 1000 acres. I think we're proving them wrong on just under 300 acres. Looking back...we've had a pretty good run since our first kill in 2012.
Turkey season opened yesterday. Brooks was on one this morn but couldn't get it killed. I hope to be sitting beside a tree next weekend.
