I decided to start this hunting journal due to a wise doe that is going to have me pulling my hair out and I want her bad!
We have a doe with 2 fawns hanging out in a certain spot. One of her fawns is light colored and pretty and the other is dark. I need to take some binoculars with me as I think the light one is a button buck, but I'm not 100% sure yet.
Anyway, this big biotch busted me on one of my hunts, and on another, she knew I was there but she couldn't pinpoint me.
I told Rick that as soon as I shot my buck, she was mine and I wanted to be the one to take her out.
So, tonight I tried to go after her. The wind was right and I smoked up (still not convinced about the effectiveness of that) and snuck into my blind. A tree limb had come down on top of it, ripping the top of it some and caused the window screen to be depressed by several inches, so I had to scrunch down in my seat in an awkward position for over an hour and a half.
She finally came in and the supposed button buck was having a hayday with the pumpkins, but she immediately knew something wasn't right and kept sneaking around in the woods. About 10 minutes later she decided to come to the bait pile. Lil BB had spent the whole time eating and the other fawn sticks close to momma.
My first mistake was not checking my scope ahead of time. She turned broadside and I brought the bow up to get her in my sights and couldn't see well out of the scope. Grrrrrr. I wiped the one end and could see a tiny bit better, but had to do the other end before I could see well. I think it was a combination of steam and smoke, I dunno.
Now that I can see well, the dark fawn had moved in front of her and I didn't have a shot. Before the fawn moved out of the way, momma raised her head, looked at my blind and started walking towards it. When she got within 25 feet of me, she veered left into the thicket and sure enough, about 1 minute later, she started blowing and took off.
I figured that was as good of time as any to get out of there before I was actually seen.
Biotch wins round one.
We have a doe with 2 fawns hanging out in a certain spot. One of her fawns is light colored and pretty and the other is dark. I need to take some binoculars with me as I think the light one is a button buck, but I'm not 100% sure yet.
Anyway, this big biotch busted me on one of my hunts, and on another, she knew I was there but she couldn't pinpoint me.
I told Rick that as soon as I shot my buck, she was mine and I wanted to be the one to take her out.
So, tonight I tried to go after her. The wind was right and I smoked up (still not convinced about the effectiveness of that) and snuck into my blind. A tree limb had come down on top of it, ripping the top of it some and caused the window screen to be depressed by several inches, so I had to scrunch down in my seat in an awkward position for over an hour and a half.
She finally came in and the supposed button buck was having a hayday with the pumpkins, but she immediately knew something wasn't right and kept sneaking around in the woods. About 10 minutes later she decided to come to the bait pile. Lil BB had spent the whole time eating and the other fawn sticks close to momma.
My first mistake was not checking my scope ahead of time. She turned broadside and I brought the bow up to get her in my sights and couldn't see well out of the scope. Grrrrrr. I wiped the one end and could see a tiny bit better, but had to do the other end before I could see well. I think it was a combination of steam and smoke, I dunno.
Now that I can see well, the dark fawn had moved in front of her and I didn't have a shot. Before the fawn moved out of the way, momma raised her head, looked at my blind and started walking towards it. When she got within 25 feet of me, she veered left into the thicket and sure enough, about 1 minute later, she started blowing and took off.
I figured that was as good of time as any to get out of there before I was actually seen.
Biotch wins round one.