My Wife and I were able to meet up this weekend and hit up one of our favorite whitetail spots in the river bottom. I haven't been able to get out anywhere near as much this year as normal, and honestly we went in to this weekend just hoping to get her a little buck and maybe a doe or two for the freezer.
We got distracted by a buck out in a hay field, and didn't even make it to our stand until more than an hour after sun-up. Not much was moving, so I figured we'd rattle for a while and hope to catch a curious buck. After a half hour, a buck popped out in the bushes maybe a hundred yards away. Kaitie made a great shot and the buck took off into the brush. Neither of us got a great look at his headgear while he was upright, and we were pretty stoked at what we found at the end of the blood trail.
Kaitie's killed a lot of nice bucks, but this is her biggest, and should turn in to a great shoulder mount.
After getting the buck taken care of, we headed back out to try and catch something moving the last couple hours of light. Right off we noticed a really great buck scraping on the opposite side of the river from us, on property we can't hunt. I spent an hour trying to rattle him across to no avail. He'd pace back and forth along the bank trying to get a visual on us, but wasn't motivated enough to cross.
Right at last light I got an itchy trigger finger when a different buck came in on our side, and ended my buck hunt for the year.
A little bit of ground shrinkage on mine, but I'm definitely not complaining. Capped off one of the funnest days of hunting I've ever had, and helps make up from work keeping me away from hunting so much this fall. I'm really lucky to have a wife that enjoys getting out with me like this, and can't imagine how I could have more fun in the field than I did on Saturday. Pretty easy to feel fortunate on days like that.
We got distracted by a buck out in a hay field, and didn't even make it to our stand until more than an hour after sun-up. Not much was moving, so I figured we'd rattle for a while and hope to catch a curious buck. After a half hour, a buck popped out in the bushes maybe a hundred yards away. Kaitie made a great shot and the buck took off into the brush. Neither of us got a great look at his headgear while he was upright, and we were pretty stoked at what we found at the end of the blood trail.
Kaitie's killed a lot of nice bucks, but this is her biggest, and should turn in to a great shoulder mount.
After getting the buck taken care of, we headed back out to try and catch something moving the last couple hours of light. Right off we noticed a really great buck scraping on the opposite side of the river from us, on property we can't hunt. I spent an hour trying to rattle him across to no avail. He'd pace back and forth along the bank trying to get a visual on us, but wasn't motivated enough to cross.
Right at last light I got an itchy trigger finger when a different buck came in on our side, and ended my buck hunt for the year.
A little bit of ground shrinkage on mine, but I'm definitely not complaining. Capped off one of the funnest days of hunting I've ever had, and helps make up from work keeping me away from hunting so much this fall. I'm really lucky to have a wife that enjoys getting out with me like this, and can't imagine how I could have more fun in the field than I did on Saturday. Pretty easy to feel fortunate on days like that.
