|
I sat 11hrs yesterday. I saw 6-7 bucks and maybe 12 does in that time. Around 10am a 10pt I considered a shooter bedded west of me about 80yards in the fork of a fallen tree. He was facing me so I couldn't stalk, so I waited. I looked at him through Binocs alot and the right side of his face was torn up pretty bad, big cut over his eye and a gouge in his cheek. He'd had his ass kicked and I was excited to see who did it. I waited patiently.
2 does angled in from my left with him to my right. This should have been the perfect storm. He began to rumble a brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr breeding grunt as they entered the open....but the bedded doe I hadn't seen behind him stood up and they trotted away.
I saw more deer yesterday, but this has been a very frustrating year so far. I've had freak thinks like helicopters roll over the top of me low enough to read the numbers as a deer was coming in, I've had a poaching neighbor shoot deer 3-4 days in a row on 1 farm, another has had the farmer trenching water lines and building fence....during the rutt....and another farm I went to last night, they were bailing corn stalks, burning fires all over the bottom.... I thought I'd be done by 10am with a work thing, but no.... It's just been one of those years so far. It'll be that much better when I punch the lungs out of Moby Buck.
|