Moose’s Buck
It would seem Midway has become the lucky blind this year. #2 son, Moose came back out after several days away from camp. I gave him the key to Midway. We had all thought the action would be out in the Garden of Stone. However, at 0703 Moose saw a rather large buck slipping between Honey Hole and Lazy Boy at the northernmost extremity of the north pasture. The buck was moving smartly, but Moose bleated at him and the buck stopped dead. Moose’s shot with his WIN 770 in 30-06 aired him out good. The buck left the field … More . . .
Remnar Gets his Buck
The Buckless Youper, Remnar, got his first deer this morning. I was back at the cabin putting the finishing touches on yesterday’s story when I heard a shot coming from the back of the property. At 0715 ET Remnar radioed in he had a doe down and needed assistance at Midway. I rolled out with the truck and found he’d managed to shoot the largest button buck I’d ever seen come off the property– 92 lbs live weight. The button was 200 yards out when he lit it up with my borrowed Kar 98, the Mauser from Hell. That is … More . . .
The Shaman Nails a Doe
The deer have been rather tentative in their movements the past couple of days, probably due to a great deal of wind. We have been seeing a few, but nothing that would afford us a shot. Yesterday, the wind moderated a bit and I gave Remnar the use of the blind at Midway and I went out to the tower at Hollywood for an afternoon sit. SuperCore, as usual, was at Jagendehutte. We all went out in the 3 O’Clock hour. SuperCore later reported to me that he had a do come streaking out from behind Broken Corners and run … More . . .
The Shaman Gets His Buck
This morning SuperCore went to Jagendehutte, Remnar went to Lazy Boy and I went back out for a sit at Midway. I did not have long to wait. At 0710, 20 minutes into legal hunting, a nice doe came out of Left Leg Creek and wandered out into the pasture about 100 yards from the blind. I watched her cross the field into the treeline at the Campground. Shortly thereafter, a 8-point buck came out to the edge of the Garden of Stone. I grabbed the Mauser from Hell and got a bead on him. He was just stepping out … More . . .
SuperCore Scores on Opener
SuperCore continued his record of Opening Day successes with a fat 8-pointer taken as he came out from behind Broken Corners and heading into Dead Skunk Hollow. SuperCore made a brilliant neck shot and brought the bruiser down about 120 yards from his vantage at Jagendehutte. I was out at Campground and noted his shot as the 14th of the morning, occurring at 0710 ET, about 20 minutes into season. My action was far less substantial but rather humbling. about 0900 I saw one of the local hatracks come through, chasing a doe in earnest. I had heard several from … More . . .
Remnar’s Treestand Erection
As if the previous night and morning weren’t enough, the real business of getting ready for deer season had yet to begun. #3 son, Angus, showed up at lunchtime on Saturday and we went down the do-list in fairly rapid succession. Patch the roof on Jagendehutte Prep a stand site for Remnar Fix some gutter issues on the house Scout out a new stand site on Right Leg Creek Rescue Fort Apache from the weeds Angus got a chance after all that to go squirrel hunting in Hundred Acre Wood and managed to bag a big grey. We watched for … More . . .
You Just Had to Be There
I’m writing this down so that I don’t lose the details. I wish I’d had the camera out this morning, but most of this stuff could have only been caught with a lot of planning and a solid tripod. It’s one of those things that . . .well, you just had to be there. Sadly the rest of deer camp were not in attendance. It all started last night, Friday night. I got down to the farm fairly early and set up shop expecting an uneventful happy hour at the Thoughtful spot. This was not to be. It all started … More . . .
Early Muzzleloader 2020
Early Muzzleloader Season has been a dry run for us– a dress rehearsal for the big show in November. This year was no exception. SuperCore, Angus, Moose, Mooselette and I went out Saturday morning with the express hope of not shooting anything, except perhaps a new camp record. Sunday, we had to keep an eye on the weather. Rain was due in by the late morning. As it was, everyone was out and starting to pack to leave camp when the drizzle started. It would seem hunters in most of the surrounding counties were under the same rules of engagement. … More . . .
Remnar Joins Shamanic Dream Team
Albert Soady: “And Remnar? Well, he turned out pretty much the way you’d expect for somebody goes by the name of Remnar.” Well, the new guy arrived at camp Saturday night, and we all retired to the Thoughtful Spot for a conclave. Amid the gathering gloom, an approaching hurricane remnant, and bottles of Loch Lomand and Suntory, we got down to the Special High-Intensity Training necessary to turn our friend into a full-fledged member of the Shamanic Dream Team. As I suspected, weekends will be somewhat problematic from his end. The first major thing decided was his callsign. I think … More . . .
Of Thutty Thutties and Shower Curtains
So with the deal in the bag with the 7mm-08, I headed down to the farm to get PLAN B going, namely the 30-30’s. I’ve got two. One is the Marlin 336 that I’ve had since 2002. Even though I stopped hunting with it, I’ve kept shooting it and developing loads for it. What can I say? It is still a fun gun. The other is a Savage 340 that I picked up a few years ago with the idea of giving it to the Mooselette when she is old enough to hunt deer. I set off Saturday AM for … More . . .
Good News, Bad News
The Bad News 2 weeks ago I took the Ruger Model 44 out to do a final sight-in with the ammo I was going use for hunting. The first round went off and was perfectly placed on the target, but I just could not find the brass. I finally checked the rifle itself– the bolt was locked up tight. Ooops. Time for a trip to the gunsmith. I got the bad news a few nights ago. Mister Fleming at Heritage called me to tell me that the prognosis was not good. That’s just pot metal, and it shattered. Bill Ruger … More . . .
If I were the NewGuy at Camp
If I were the NewGuy at Camp, what would I want? That’s an interesting question. None of what I’m going say here is an outright endorsement/best of class recommendation of anything in particular. What I’m giving is based on a scenario of my nearly 2-decade experience at our camp and what I’d want to bring if I were starting over. Clothing Opening Week at Camp starts the second Saturday of November. Here in the Trans-Bluegrass normal temperatures are a low in the mid-30’s and a daytime high of the mid-50’s. By the end of the month both ends have dropped … More . . .
Eye Candy, 2020
I pulled the memory stick from the camera next to the stand at Campground this past weekend and found the most buck appearances I’ve ever seen at that site. I edited it all down into a highlights real. Enjoy. Of particular interest is this single frame. It holds signifigance that will be discussed later. Views: 0 Related posts: Eye Candy 2017 Eye Candy Eye Candy, 2021 Early Muzzleloader 2020 Return to Camp, 2020 Deer Season Post-Mortem, 2020 Turkey 2020 Post Mortem Angus Nails Another Doe , 2020
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