Fantail

Dang, he looks a little like T. Drury.

Last week I used two of those dryer sheets for the first time. The ones that are included with the carbon spray and cloths wash kit-box. Reason being, headed back up to camp that night. That was a Tuesday, the following Friday I filled a Tag, three doe came in. The particular stand is 19' up but the point is if they would have smelled anything it would have been lets say a 'side' oder from those hot/garlic wings the night before.

They don't like being targeted with a laser pointer.

I have to admit the idea of having a spot to fill a bear tag is tempting, but already have property in the Tug to manage.

I tried cooking deer heart, must have botched it up because it was like a rubber chicken. I'd give it another shot but maybe have somebody cook it up that knows the deal. I get the feeling though it should be fresh not frozen. Now, where's that deer liver thread.

I usually use ground pork / pan sausage for burger mix but might have to try the idea of adding ground bacon one day.

On the ground may I suggest a Summit trophy chair (provided your spots have ok trees). And one of those tree umbrella's.

I go out with 4, quiver attached to bow, I leave it on. Hasn't been an issue. The 4th arrow usually has a used head for porcupines or such critter. I've shot-practiced without it, I really don't see what the big deal is. Found it's a good habit to keep the quiver on the outside while carrying the bow, helps avoid heads cutting into gear and expensive hunting clothes. Vince1 has new-found respect for broadheads.

So I went to look at a trailer the other day, older couple selling it the guy had lung surgery recently and knew his days were numbered. But like many old hunters he still had a good spirit and you could tell he still wanted to get out there. How did I find out? Well what should have been a 10 minute visit turned into 1/2 hour after the first hunting question.

Quote Whoring Detected I guess it sucks to be a deer in Ohio.

Closing day MZ approx. 6pm 3 Does browsed into one of the x-logging trail now W/R plots. CVA Wolf MZ - 2x 50/50 w/powerbelt 245gr.

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Well they're in the w/r plots again. Seems like all of them find it. At night, most of the time. Dang it.

Look at the bright side; its a working WGI cam.

For a moment I thought I was back on AT.

Should have taken her to a range with it and had some fun.

Can't comment on any new grinders, I have two that are older than - me. But hope you wind up with a good one, I'd say you'll wind up really enjoying more venison. Spaghetti, lasagna, meatloaf, burger mixes, etc. I do fewer stews these days & little goes to waste.

On my own jazz I kind of like a 17'-19' ladder stand. Not having to carry extra jazz from camp to and from etc. I'll admit to getting a little lazy that way, but I don't care.

So far sounds good. Appreciate the info. MZ starts in a few days so I'll slug it with irons for this season, and pursue a decent peep with time at the range for next season.

While you were probably trying to save the hike in/out without the extra 25lbs, that's an expensive lesson. Allot of us know the feeling. There are thieves in all walks of interest, it sucks they are like parasites, perhaps it wasn't another hunter. Just the other day my portable h/d, case and all went 'missing'.

Anyone here use a peep with a smoke pole? Friend at work and I were talking mz's and I'm still using irons - thinking about upgrading a little.

Thats a neat idea.

Apparently I've reached my quota of positive votes for the day in the Harvest thread, so here goes a short story of my own. Oct 1st opener I'm in my marsh stand late afternoon hunt its about 6:30 a nice doe pops out into a lane. Close, 15 yards - let a Magnus Stinger fly. So far so good 20 minutes later I climb down. Its starting to get dark so I decide to go back to camp and gear down, change and grab an extra light (Ryobi 18v). Get back to the stand, find the arrow, start the track. Good blood, some was frothy. Got to the other edge of the marsh trail started to thin out a little. There was still sign though, flashlight was the only light. Its dark out now, in plan words, friggin dark. No moon light at all. If you've ever been out in the woods in the Tug or ADK with no moon or 'new moon', you can't see 10 yards ahead without a light, no other explanation is needed. Still on the trail loosing blood sign. Some fresh stumble tracks keep me going. About another 1/2 hour into tracking I spot her. Gotta like that 18v spotlight. Watch is creeping up on 10pm. OK. I look around and realize not only am I not on my property anymore but I'm not sure where I am. In my haste I also forgot my compass at camp, no phone with me either - brilliant. I start to back-track but didn't pick up on the sign again. I think, once I spotted the doe I just sort of bee-lined to it. Try not to keep track of the mistakes, there's more. I started walking in sort of half circles trying to pick up on any sign or anything that looked familiar. I was to far away from the swamp to hear any water moving, noise from frogs ect. As one side of the swamp borders the property. Thoughts start to creep into your mind at this point, you realize your turned around, still have to keep your whits together. Could pick a direction and walk, knowing it's not more than 3-4 miles to somewhere, bad choice through dark hard woods swamps, marsh etc. A few times I found an old logging trails but they would lead uphill, my jazz being mostly bottom land so I turned back knowing it was the wrong way. Now it's after midnight. My batteries arn't going to last forever, I'm sweating a bit from always looking & walking. It's time to think about being stuck in the woods all night and having to pick it up at dawn. Time to slow down and let my shirt dry off, yet keep going. Two or three trails later I walk upon something that seemed familiar. Just a few pallets together for a foot bridge of sorts. Thinking about it - thinking about it, I know where I am. Two years ago I tracked a doe into the same area and remembered these pallets. A few hundred yards away on this trail is yet another larger foot bridge of sorts, large enough to see from a satellite zoom in in fact. I'm on my neighbors place. Which I have permission to be btw. It's E or W just couldn't determine which at the moment. Picked one direction, slow and steady but I found it. Now I knew exactly where I was just had to get through a marsh to get back to my jazz. Once I found fresh logging sign and trails I was back to where the marsh stand is. Stopped there and relaxed for just a few minutes. I made it back to camp, watch says just after 1:30 am. Cooked up some homemade sausage, had a few beers, shot or two of whiskey. I felt, tired, refreshed, absolved, exhilarated, and maybe a little somber. I have more then enough experience behind me where that, should not have happened. Yet it did. The next day I got up and retrieved my doe. Even managed to get back into a stand that evening, although I had a difficult time standing as my feet were - beat. I'd also like to say as humans, we are not visually acute for the woods at night. Also the next friggin deer better be less taxing. To good hunting.

OK, so I'll get to my stand early. Did that once and a nice doe showed up and hung around the plots completely unaware of me - until it was shooting light. Maybe I'll get back to camp a little early and prep some kindling. Always something to do, reorganize gear, etc. Not that I'm trying to boost your spirits though..

Some movies were designed to prepare NY taxpayers.