turkeyfeathers

Lunch. Venison cubesteaks with pepperjack cheese.

Climbing down , pull cam cards , lunch and later sit elsewhere

Cooper’s hawk just came in and scurried the squirrels

Beautiful morning to see nothing so far.

50 degrees and a 4 mph S wind. Headed in. Aim small miss small y’all

Oh crap

Our smashburgers were simply pure ground venison. Light salt n pepper. Amazing

I’ll backtrack a little. I’m 53 but when about 16 or so was out shooting squirrels in the winter at a local country club my Pop was greens superintendent of and my brother Lee worked there too. Both for many many years. Upon finding a big ole Beech tree with “ the owl called my name “ in it I asked my brother if he knew anything about it. He said yes I carved it years ago. IIRC it’s a story written about the same year I was born about an Englishman settling in with a Native American tribe. The Indians told him if you heard an owl call your name you were soon to die. My brother would drive from WNY every year to Montana from late April to Early November every year for so many years to fly fish. He’d fish Idaho and Wyoming too. He’d text once in awhile as working too. Hearing of saw where a grizz ripped up a tree stump today , peregrine dive bombing a bald eagle over the Madison river . He was a legend out there as one incredible fly fisherman. . Guides would hear he’s on fish and want to question him. He’s met Steven Segaul, Henry winkler , want to say Tom Brokow and a few others out there. Lee had a brain aneurysm 3 years ago October 22( his birthday ) out there. I was POA. Upon many calls with surgeons. All of which said even in great shape as he was ( at 72 he could kick my ass as worked out hard ) , with intense rehab he’d never be able to tye flies , walk the trout streams again. Upon a week of on life support I had to make the correct and unselfish decision. October 29, 2019 Lee passed. November 2 mere days later I packed up my climber and headed out. By 2 pm I’m locked in. At 2:15 I hear a barred owl sound off. What ?! It’s mid afternoon and I’ve never heard an owl sound off at this time of day. Mere minutes pass and a 4 point buck is walking straight to me. I let him pass slight quartering away. He hits a tree I’ve lasered at 11-12 yards and I send it. Watch him take off 40-50 yards and crash. Lee and the owl sent me that buck. My first archery buck. I passed a few a little bigger until then but I knew this buck was sent by Lee. Grampy will agree on owls are a spirit bird I learned after. Last year I got a nice owl tattoo on my calve to remind me up said buck and Lee. He passed on October 29th. October 29th couple days ago I was on deck at apartment listening. Once in awhile I’ll hear coyotes yipping , barking and occasional howl from nearby large cemetery. But this night I hear a barred owl on the day he left us 3 years prior. It’s a couple houses down. I tell gf and get immediate tears as never heard an owl from here before. Following night I go to listen. Upon opening the door I hear the whoooooooo and he’s sitting in the top of a black walnut tree 20 yards from me. I can see his profile silhouetted in the night sky. I call gf to come look and listen. Again I get tears. He flies off few houses and within a minute perched in same tree in front of me. I’d keep coming into apartment and he’d keep being there when I went to look. So tomorrow I will hunt and hope that Lee sends me a buck .

There we go Dino! Awesome job !

Finally got back on this thing. Venison smashburgers.

If those coyotes were on cam at blind 32 they're prob ones i saw opening morning

he's hoping to JUST get LUCKY

Go get 'em

131 was perfect and generally that’s my number.

Venison tenderloins Sous vide at 131 degrees for a few hours then flash seared in cast iron , sunflower seeds , chi chi beans , crumbled blue , strawberry mint vinaigrette and a very nice cab Sauvignon Happy Halloween!

As i drive right by horse farm I turned into their long driveway through a nice gate with video survailence camera signs on either side. Got about half way down driveway and wussed out to ask permission to roam about their 10-12 horses to retrieve. I really wanted to skin and stretch the pelt and send to Moyles minkery to get garment tanned too. But if per chance a deer gets in there I'm definately going to ask.

I think I know this story.

I even stood up and grabbed bow off hanger , he was facing away the entire time. I was shocked he didn’t peg me.

This lil skipper won’t leave

It’s amazing how these squirrels saw the 2 Cooper’s hawks sail in and now have one at 75-80 and the other at 100 yards perched in trees. Coyote death ran into horse farm , oops. My first one and I can’t / shouldn’t go get it.

Zipped a coyote at 12 yards

I’m up. Oopsy. Lil later than I wanted. Red fox came strolling by.

Quick turn around. #48

Gf and I just watched a mature big 8 chasing 3 ladies through a cut corn field in Pavilion from rte 20