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118 lb's she's either 4.5 or 5.5 have pics from last few years. She has a noticeable overbite so it was easy to identify her. Sent a Rage through her lungs at 54 yards in the beans. She ran 80-100 yards downhill before piling up. The itch is gone so now I can play the waiting game with the big boys.

I don't have pictures. Sunday night I harvested a 5.5 year old doe that weighed 122 lbs dressed.

Headed into my stand just after day light on the second day of the season after I got rained on the first day and decided to pack it up. As soon as I got my climber in to position I heard what I thought was my buck I had got on cam just a week earlier in the swamp just a head of me but I cannot see the swamp.I sat there patiently waiting for him to appear, after 20 minutes of swimming and splashing around or whatever these creatures do he walks in front of my camera for one last photo shoot. He walks halfway towards me but I still have no shot or at least I am not willing to take one just yet. This goes on for what seemed like forever and then I spot his buddy which is a bigger buck but with a abnormal rack and I had already decided I was out for the seven. He presented a perfect broadside shot at 25 yards, I hit him just a little high from the tree stand but I must have hit him right in the artery as there was a great blood trail from the rage BY. he ran for about 150 yards before he piled up. It took me 5 hours from the time I let the arrow rip until I had him out of the woods, not a drag I will ever look forward to do again by myself but he sure tasted good when me and my buddies processed the meat. Good luck out there guys. I been lurking since I started hunting last year.

I'm a huge hockey fan and even a bigger Ranger fan. I was star struck by this guy. I walk at lunch everyday, my half way point is down in Hells Kitchen. Henrik lives there wife his wife and daughter. I was walking down 52 st and looked up to see a beautiful sports car and Henrik standing next to it. I did a double take and called out his name. It was just the two of us for 15 minutes talking hockey!! He was great, told me the Rangers are going to be real, real fast this year and it will be extremely exciting hockey to watch. The thing was that he didn't rush me, asked questions back to me and made eye contact the whole time. You hear how nice this guy is from television and reading about him but man meeting him personally was just awesome!

Killed my best deer(by 60 inches) to date this weekend after Saturdays rain in Orange County. He green scored 167/164 net when we measured him at the taxidermist. He's a perfect text book 10. I got permission to hunt this deer finally after 3 years two days before I shot him at 22 yards. He was aged at 4.5 and we were able to get pictures of him for the last 3 years from people around the area. I have some awesome trail camera pictures of him with another 115 8 pointer two days before. I named him Tremor after I saw him at first light on opening morning and realized how big he was. Talk about buck fever when he finally walked in on Saturday!! He ran about 100 yards and crashed. I think i only climbed down about 5ft before I just jumped out of my climbing stand to run to my buddies and tell him(not the best post shot procedure). I now have to wait the 90 day drying period to get an official score but hopefully there isn't too much shrinkage. What amazing weekend with a buck of a life time.

There have been too many over the years, but one of my classics almost (probably should have) landed me in the emergency room. It was late in the muzzle loader season, and I had been working so much I had little time in the field. On one of the last days I managed to get my work done with time enough to allow my hour drive home, a quick change of clothes, and the last hour on stand. I raced home, left my truck running in the driveway, and over my dress clothes I pulled my insulated bibs and put on my wool coat. I grabbed my muzzle loader, jumped in my truck and drove across the back lot to my parking spot. Once there, I climbed out of the truck, loaded my muzzle loader and hurried to my old rotted out “camper stand”. I climbed in and sat on my plastic bucket. Peering across the field to where the scrub apple orchard begins I prided myself on how my plan had come together. After a fews moments though I began to listen to and feel my stomach rumble. In order to get done in time to allow this late afternoon hunt, I had skipped lunch and was now suffering the consequences. Then it occurred to me that I just might have something stashed in my jacket pocket. Fumbling around with my right hand while still watching the field, I discovered about a third of a left over Payday candy bar. I have no idea how long it was there, and to be honest didn't care. A little lint and grit was nothing compared to the gurgling. So with just a slight side glance, I peeked at it as I lifted it into my mouth. I was pretty happy at the salty sweetness of the linty peanut treasure I had discovered. As I slowly chewed and swallowed the candy, I briefly felt something odd with my tongue, then bit down on what I though was a filling that the candy just dislodged. Upset over losing a filling, I placed my hand to my mouth and spit the rest of the candy into my right hand to take a look. My emotion went from upset to pure panic when I discovered what I thought was a filling was not. What I had bitten down on, and no doubt swallowed in an undetermined number, was my 209 primers! The sticky candy was in the same pocket with a bunch of loose primers that had fallen out of their little box. Totally freaked out, deer hunting be damned. I jumped from my seat and standing in the field I began sticking my finger down my throat trying to make myself puke. Unable to do so because I had not eaten all day; I then ran to my truck and drove back to the house with my mind racing with the thought that at any moment a primer might go off in my guts. Back at the house I told my wife what happened as she stood there trying to keep me calm but clearly concerned as well. I began guzzling water straight from the kitchen sink faucet and eating everything in the cupboard to get something in my stomach. I was then able to make myself throw up to the point I was dizzy and my voice was hoarse. I wanted badly to call the ER or poison control but was afraid and pretty darned embarrassed, so instead I sat in my lounge chair all night drifting in and out of sleep. By morning, I still had not exploded or died so I got ready for and went to work. At work I did share with my doctor friend and nurses what had happened, and they went hysterical saying such things only could happen to me. Needless to say; there has never been another candy bar in my hunting coat since! This incident could have added a whole new meaning to shooting off my mouth!

Mine is on the left, friend's is on right. Mine was hit high into liver after a deflection, but she went down within 75 yds. Moog was too busy typing on his phone to notice bucks walking by on this hunt, lol.

October 4th doe My first deer with bow on state land

Ive had a pretty awesome first week of hunting so far. This is my second year at it and I've been fortunate enough to see some good action. Went up to my cuz's hunting cabin up in Roxbury for the first 3 days of the season. I really wanted to tag a bear, so I set up over one of his food plots that he had seen bear activity at and hoped to see some action. On the 2nd day of the hunt I was fortunate enough to have a 150lb sow come in with two cubs. Obviously not going to shoot a mother and cubs, I watched them play around on their two legs while the mother was looking around for food. One of the cubs was chasing the other one, right to the tree i was sitting in. Not knowing I was sitting 15' above them, one of the cubs actually started climbing my tree. This is when the mother walked over and started to smell the ladder of the stand and knew something was up. She ended up taking off and the cubs quickly followed, but I was basically $hltting my pants. Saturday I came back to Westchester and sat for the afternoon hunt. Few does came by the stand in the first few hours, but let them walk. I decided to take my rattlers out and see if I can call in this big 7 that I have on camera. Started rattling with no response, waited an hour until it was almost last shooting light and tried them again. Within 2 minutes I had buck come in. The deer looked like it had a nice big body, but It was getting dark and i couldn't tell if it was the big boy or not. I decided to let him walk. He ended up seeing me while I was moving around trying to see how big he was, and he ran off snorting and wheezing for a good 2 minutes. Sunday morning I went to my other spot in Westchester and posted up in my stand. Within 30 minutes of sitting I had 2 does come in. I decided I had passed up on enough already this season and decided to take one. I picked the bigger of the two and waiting for her to come in. As soon as she turned her head to look around i drew on her. Waited for a perfect broadside shot and smoked her. She went about 30 yards and dropped. My first deer ever was down! After about 10 minutes of not moving, I got out of the stand and went to go check her out. Both lungs were deflated and i'm pretty sure I got the heart too. She wasn't very big at all, but I was super happy with her. I have definitely been lucky so far this season, but hope I can take down the big boy soon. I can't even tell you how addicted I am to bow hunting now. -Stevie Sac

I used to keep all my old filled "paper tags" in a photo album on the same page as pictures of the deer that wore them. Now that I don't develop many pictures any longer due to digital image storage, and the crappy new "rubber tags", those new ones aren't as collectable to me any more, so I find them laying in paper piles everywhere around the house.

October 2nd doe harvest

my first deer, i dont have a kill shot full body so ive provided a trail cam picture.

Howdy gentlemen. Made it to the site, put my intro up in the newbie section. I would be more than hapoy to help answer any questions anyone has about using deer calls or custom calls in general. I am just a regular member right now, and not a paid sponsor, so any questions about my personal calls such as ordering and the likes, please contact me privately. I do not want to be seen as a spammer of the site. With that said, I will go back through this thread and try to answer some questions from my personal perspective. Thanks to everyone who has invited me here and admin for having me along for the ride.

I think about him 24/7 and hope to introduce him one of my arrows. When I first saw a pic of him in August he still had velvet and i started to hyperventilate.

I have save every single license from every state I ever hunted. I put them in album with my notes/story and pictures.

If the buck is hanging up, go to him. Decoys work but this situation seems clear unless there are other barriers in play.

I hunted close to 10 years without a harness in some pretty sketch setups hanging over one of the cliffs in letchworth. Pissing in the wind a few times lol. Dropped my bag last week and had to go back.down.with the climber pulled the trigger on a deer and never had a bullet chambered after shooting a nice.8pt with the bow a single lung shot and nicked the spine the buck was laying down but still moving so.I got down to end it only I forgot to climb down I jumped out of the stand and left my bow in the tree lol

Half mile + hike into my stand and I'm running late. Stuff the camo outerwear into the pack and jog to the stand just in time for early daylight. Standing in a treestand mostly naked trying to get my gear together when I notice a nice buck watching me rather curiously from about 25 feet away. I'll never forget the look on that deer's face as he watched my epic failure to hunt well.

Check out my wife's first deer! Got the entire hunt on film, came in to eat in a turnip and bean food plot and have her a 20yrd broadside shot! IMG_9700.jpeg

The fawns of an adult doe that gets killed survive just fine. They don't need their mom to find food or survive. Most fawns get booted away from their moms during the rut anyway.

Slayer does it again! RAGE!!!!

In the last issue of the NY Outdoor News Oak Duke had a great article on turkey hunting. I have already round filed the issue so can't tell you what page it is on but if you'd like a good read, chase it down. Anybody else get to read it?

Although my notes from each day are very extensive, I'll try to keep this as short as possible: 9/30/14: Flew with my Dad from NYC to Denver to Casper where we were picked up by Lee Iberlin (http://www.iberlinranch.com/page-index.html). Lee is in his young 20's and just began offering guided hunts a few years ago. His family has over 70,000 acres of private property loaded with Mule Deer and Antelope. He is also a fly fishing guide on the world famous North Platte River. We sighted in our rifles and took a quick ride around on his property before dark and saw a bunch of Mule Deer and Antelope. 10/1/14 - 10/4/14: We hunted mule deer as our top priority since me and my Dad both had tags. I also had an antelope tag but didn't care to worry about them until we got nice mule deer. Opening day (10/1/14) rained pretty much the whole day, but we still saw lots of bucks but nothing quite worth shooting. Day 2 (10/2/14) we saw some better quality bucks in the morning, but still not quite what we wanted so we held out. The afternoon brought a cold front with 45mph winds and snow, so we didn't see much later in the day. Day 3 (10/3/14) we woke up to a couple inches of snow but clear skies and saw a ton of bucks. At 1030am we spotted a group of 5 bucks in a draw, one of which was a nice 4x4. I was willing to take my chances and pass him up. My Dad thought hard on it and decided he wanted him. We made a good stalk playing the wind perfectly. My Dad shot him at 125 yards while he was feeding and had no idea we were above him on a hill. He turned out to be a nice 4x4 with brow points, so 10 scoreable points. He was 20" wide with nice forks. Later that day I shot an even better 4x4 with brow points, again 10 scoreable points. Mine was 21" wide but with better mass and better forks. My buck was with 2 other nice bucks, but I definitely shot the best one. We stalked from 500+ yards to 140 yards when I shot him with a quick shot as him and the other bucks were staring right at us. This was the first day ever that my Dad and I both shot bucks on the same day, so that was pretty cool. Day 4 (10/4/14) I held out all day before shooting a great antelope at 5:15pm at 180 yards. I was fine going home without an antelope unless I saw a really special one. This one turned out to be 14" with exceptional mass (close to 7" in some spots) and great cutters (just under 6"). I'll get him officially scored someday down the road, but I think he is mid to high 70's (B&C is 80" awards, 82" all-time). All in all it was a great trip considering we had bad weather 1 1/2 to 2 out of the 4 days. We saw tons of bucks and saw lots of mule deer bucks sparring and fighting with each other. The antelope were in rut and chasing does like crazy. Amazing how fast they can cover a lot of land. Lee knows his property like the back of his hand, he knew every draw to check, had to play the wind perfectly, etc. I'll definitely be heading back in 2 or 3 years to hunt again with him. Maybe next time with the crossbow in an attempt to get a velvet mule deer. If you are looking for a reasonable hunt out west, I definitely recommend Lee. By the way, the lodging in the ranch house was great (my Dad and I each had our own bedrooms). The food/drinks was also great. Lee's girlfriend was a great cook and host. Enjoy the pics- I did the best I could with my iphone and little digital camera.

The ECO's here will let you go without attaching the tag to the carcass, as long as it's still in contact with the ground. Hoist it up on your shoulders, bicycle, quad, golf cart, car, pickup truck, or tractor, and it better have the tag attached, or they'll take it. I watched it happen to a buddy of mine last season.

I have a CZ 28 gauge SxS in the Ringneck model. That's the one with the sideplates and color case hardened receiver that is sized for 28 gauge. It's a fine SxS that handles very well on small game. The wood is nothing fancy, but looks nice, and these guns are not blued on the barrels, rather sporting some type of black coating that also looks good and I assume protects better. The gun has never given me any issues and I've never heard anyone else that owns one complain. They are very well priced for what you get.

Don't be so scarce around here! Any action bow hunting yet?

I agree but have to be honest. Where I come from at some of the areas are very thick and not much room. would be easy to rip it off. I don't put it on until I hit a good trail or the road. I know to the letter I am wrong but I have spent hours trying to find a ripped off tag once. Can't remember the year but I know it was a GREEN tag....lol

If you use a quad to take it out of the woods it has to be on the deer. (just adding that point)

Man, I guess I don’t feel so bad, bunch a dummies on here lol. Just kidding!! Oct 1, last week, for some reason I decide to hang my hat on the top cam of my bow to adjust my face mask. Sure enough I forget its there until a doe comes walking in to my right. I grab my bow as I’m staring at the doe and when I swing the bow around to get in position to shoot, I see my hat hanging there. I was able to quickly grab it and put it on my head but that split second the deer walked behind some shrubs. No shot. I’ve also tied my coats arms around my treestand armrest only to have it fall to the ground after a 15 ft climb, man you feel like an idiot having to climb back down and get it. But the worst thing I did was drive two hours to hunt with someone who invited me to hunt his property in late season, only to realize you packed your warm season boots. I was only able to sit for 3 hours before I couldn’t feel my toes. If I didn’t think you guys would judge me I’d tell you I literally cried driving all the way home, but I didn’t……

The king!!! What a awesome experience that must have been. Sounds like a great guy. Not many pro athletes like that

I shoot a PSE Drive at 65#, I shoot easton Waddell Da'torches, with Muzzy MX3's

had a buck come in two years ago that i didnt plan on shooting. Pulled the ole cell phone out to take a few pics and i accidentally turned on my music. Looked behind me and a monster I never saw was outta there faster than a nun in a strip club.

This first one isn't really dumb, I think most hunters do this, and I thought it was the best way to do it at the time. 1) Early doe season, PA. Was about half way up a tree with my climber, saw a doe walk past at about 15 yards. My bow lay on the ground tied to my pull-up rope. I look 12 feet down at my bow, then at her, then back at my bow, then back at her. All I could do is sigh. I now have a bow holder that holds my bow while I climb! 2) Last year, leave home a little later then I wanted to. Kick up about 15 deer on my way into stand, I think to myself, "Well great, there's no deer within 2 miles of me now." Get into my stand, take a breather and look around. To my amazement, see a deer in the brush off about 60 yards or so. I pull up my day pack quickly to get my binos out. It's just a doe. I take my pack off my lap so I can hang it from the side of my stand as I usually do and then see my binoculars slip off my pack, between my legs, and straight down 20 feet to the hard ground. I forgot to put the neck strap around my neck. I just grin and bear it. Thoughts of an early day and a hot lunch back at home dance through my head, I'm not happy with the events of the day so far. Two minutes later, I still haven't even put on my face mask or gloves, and an 8 pointer shows up to my left. My arrow hit both lungs and he ran only 35 yards. It was my first deer with a bow! Scored 98" and weighed in dressed at 128 lbs. The day wasn't so bad after all... 3) Decide a the last minute I am going to climb a different tree one morning, not sure what possessed me to do such a thing in complete darkness, but after I was up about 10 feet, I realized the tree was dead and rotting...

Nimham and Fahnestock if public, my buddies property if he's around. Nimham is good for bow during weekday. It's full of mountain bikers, hikers and dog walkers on weekends. I've seen deer at Fahnestock, but that involved a bit of hiking.

what the hell did they have to go and mess with a system that was working perfectly fine

Saw 34 deer tonight holy hell it was hectic. Could have shot one nice doe but had very small bambis. One shooter 10 but stayes 50 yards out deer were scareing each other entering the field lol

Awesome,I wanted to talk to him about a turkey call and also a coyote call

Outstanding! Beautiful buck!

I was going to build one also after I added up the price of the lumber ( pressure treated ) required I just went out and bought a ground blind. If you can get the wood for free that's a plus and you can and should coat it with some sort of wood presertive. There were many stands and platforms on my property when I bought it and all were made out of plain lumber and nailed up,99 % of them are in pieces hanging fro the tree trunks.

If you go with the intent of hunting the way you do in the SouthernTier, there's a good chance you will be dissappointed.. I've been hunting a primitive wilderness area of the 'Dacks in Franklin Co. for nearly 40 years. First two years I never saw a deer. Hunted like I do at home: Sat for hours at a time near scrapes and rubs. Learned some big lessons those first few years. It could be well over a week before a big buck { 130 + class } returns to a scrape. Also, they are near impossible to pattern, especially in the mountains { 2,500-3,000 ft.+ elevation}. My success began once I started going to find them aka still hunting. Starting from my camp, I pick a spot on my map that I intend to hunt for that day, usuall 1/2-1mile away. I don't waste much time hunting my way to that spot, more like a hike with my rifle. Once I get to the area I'm hunting for that day, I begin moving slowly, generally no faster that 200yds an hour. Every time you come to a spot that looks like a good watch, do just that. Give it time to produce, maybe up to 1/2 hour then move on. Even if just a few minutes later you come to another good watch, take it I try, rather than hunting with the wind dead in my face, to 1/8th. Bottom line, I don't care how good a hunter someone thinks thet may be, it's about being in the right place at the right time. It's not rocket science. Always be looking around behind you as well. Hunt the high ridges that have clusters of short pines and saddles with beech flats. Try to be above the deer when possible. Use the terrain to your advantage. Lastly, don't attempt a wilderness hunt until you are able to orient your map to your compass. While in the Southerntier, you may get turned around from time to time, but your almost never more than a mile from a road. Usually the worst that will happen is you'll come out on the wrong road. Up in the Primitive Wilderness areas, you can get truly lost, never to be seen again. Do yourself and loved ones a favor and become familiar with compass/map orientering. Enjoy it. There really is no other thing like hunting big buck in Adirondack Primitive Wilderness areas.

Darren's is AWESOME a job well done!

i changed it for you, do you likes??? lol

any tree farm or even orchards may get the DDP''s for antlered deer. The rubbing damage is what triggers the antlered permits. I hunted one nursery and their DDP's were for either sex but the antlered option was tied to the rubbing damage. One year=$75,000 in losses just due to rubbing.

Depends on your perspective. When I was learning to hunt with my Dad, I was really tired in my tree stand so I got down and laid on the ground under the stand. Well my Dad was walking to check on me and didn't see me in the stand. As he approached he saw me on the ground and thought I fell out. Needless to say I got more rest whenever I went hunting with my Dad after that.

All we need is a Disney writer to add the cries, "Mommy, Mommy, What have they done to you Mommy?" Anthropomorphism is alive and well even in the ranks of us hunters.....lol. But seriously, I can not fault anyone for this kind of reaction. We aren't exactly supposed to be heartless. But with a little luck perhaps we can keep these kinds of emotions under control. Heck we get beat over the head with enough of this nonsense from the anti-hunters without us doing it to ourselves.

Easy, buck fawns and doe fawns have different shaped heads.

yah , this comes up every year in a few threads. I let them go. I would be more apt to shoot if I saw 2 adult does with a fawn (s) because I do believe they will continue to herd up and survive

FIRST POST ON THE KILL THREAD! Saturday morning was hunting at my aunt's property in Rome for the early season. Saw 5 does in the morning and almost got a shot at one but it was a little to thick so I passed on it. About 8 I left the corn field I was sitting next to for a little still hunting. I started walking down an old logging road on the property trying to walk up on something possibly bedded in the beach trees. Got about 150 yards into the woods from my aunt's hay field and saw a black squirrel which I was very tempted to shoot (and almost did!) Thought it through though, didn't want to use up a rage and possibly break an arrow. Well its after 930 now and I had stuff to do with my nephew and girlfriend so I turned around to work my way back to the car. Didn't even take a step and I see a deer walking from my left to righ crossing the logging road I was standing right in the middle on. I could see it was a buck but he was about 80 yards out so I just watched and couldn't believe he was just going to walk right by me. Well he turned towards me and took a few steps then stopped. Then took a couple steps to the right and stopped again. He was teasing me! He finally turned back towards me and was coming right to me! About 40 yards out he got behind a big tree so I quickly and quietly took three or four steps forward and got into a position for a shot. He stepped out from behind the tree slightly quartering away, I drew, stopped him and let it fly! Watched the Nokternal laser right into his ribs. a little back but with the angel still a good shot. I got my composure and texted my girlfriend to tell her plans were going to have to push back a couple hours. I waited maybe ten-fifteen minutes and then looked for my arrow and blood. Found good red blood right from the shot so I got on the trail. about 60 yards into it I found my arrow feet from a stand my father and I built years ago. About another 100-150 yards I found him in a cedar swap dead! Apparently I wasn't the first one to find him....damn coyotes already started to open him up where my arrow went in. luckily no meat was lost. He was my best bow buck so far! Good mass at the bases, good brows and the best part...the hunt itself less than an hour from shot to finding him 0945-1040

I know he's not too big, but it's my first deer with a bow. Taken in 7s 10/1/13 at 0725 am.