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 Deer Hunt 2006 the report... |
;void(0)) I went, I shot (2 actually) and came back with my personal best 8 point buck and may have even topped that as you will read by the end of this report. It was a long wait, trying to make it through the first week of rifle season, anticipating what the next week had in store for us and with lots of whitetail being taken everywhere, My only hope was that the boys from the other camps in the area would leave a few for us. I headed into camp monday morning after a long night shift to find the boys had started a little ahead of me. This camp is owned by Harry M. out of Huntsville Ont. and his 2 sons Paul and Craig who are good fishing buddies of mine. And before our hunt would start, Harry would wack a 9 point beauty the first wed. on his way back to check on the camp. Also while seting up on the first sat. the boys had time to set up a couple runs where another camp member (Ed) would take 2 does. Save for a couple years of hunting with my dad and friends as a youngster, I have been a solo hunter my whole life but the amount of deer in these woods is just too much to pass up. And man am I ever glad I decided to join this camp! ;void(0)) The area we hunt is an old town near Huntsville that dates back to the late 1800's and early 1900's. Not much left but a few tin pails and such but there are also a few foundations to old buildings and lots of rock fence rows. You can still get a feeling of what life must have been like for the settlers back then. Especially all of the back breaking labor it must have taken to clear the land. I can tell you, the week I spent taking in the ruins of this old town made me realize the hardships I’ve endured so far in my lifetime are pretty petty when compared to the lives of these settlers.Throughout the week I would also find a couple of old wells and a few apple trees that still bear fruit after all these years. I'll have to return to do a little exploring at a later date and see what info I can dig up on the town for a future article here on LCO. ;void(0)) Monday gave us some action on the first run as not long after the doggers entered the bush I had 2 does show them selves down below me, but would not present a good shot I watched them for 10 mins. or so before Paul who was just over in the next meadow from me would open up. I stood at the ready for the does to come blasting out of the thick pinery I was watching but they never even twitched as paul was blasting away. Some long shooting at moving deer didn't get Paul anywhere however as he crossed a beaver dam walking towards me he sent the does I was watching back out into his area. More shooting erupted as the does crossed the meadow with Paul shooting the smaller one. Turns out it was actually a doe and a fawn that I was watching, making me glad that I had decided to wait for the right shot as 1) I didn't want to waste a doe tag on a fawn and 2)I didn't want to miss as this gets your picture on the wall at camp and the info is recorded each time you miss a deer. Paul got a lot of ticks that day . One more run in the afternoon would bring out one more deer to one of our shooters, this time Ed who had already taken 2 does however he would miss as well, getting him a tick on the wall and leaving me wondering. Who am I hunting with here any ways? ;void(0)) Tuesday we set up again on the same run as monday morning and I was hoping to see one of the big bucks this area is known for. The area I was standing in was a good spot that Paul had used to get a 7 pointer last year but a large poplar tree had fallen down some time this fall creating a blind spot no matter where you stood around it. So I decided to stand on it I walked up the trunk to the first crotch in the tree where I could put one foot on each limb but I would have to be careful as this put me about 7 feet off the ground.This would prove to be the run I was waiting for as again about 10 mins into the run I saw one of the biggest bucks I'd ever seen with a gun in my hand. And he didn't even know I was there. I put the crosshairs behind his shoulder and squeezed the trigger after which he would jump and swing his rear end in the air and run straight at me.... Did I miss??? He was right below the tree I was standing on now as I squeezed the trigger again but no shot!?! I worked the action of the gun again as he walked around the top of the tree but now I can't see him. My one leg is shaking uncontrolably now as I squat down to find a shot through the top of the tree. And there he is not 15 yards away but all I have is a head and neck shot.As I put the scope one him one more time, the crosshair is doing circles around this guy I am shaking so badly at this point. I am squatting down and on such and angle that I'm sure I will fall out of the tree once I shoot.He sees me now as I squeeze the trigger one more time, taking him just below his right eye . His legs going stiff as he falls sideways to the ground and all goes quiet. I stayed on stand until the doggers would come out of the bush. When I got to him I saw that my first shot had found its mark going in behind the shoulder and exiting just behind the rib cage on the opposite side. What a hunt. ;void(0)) Wednesday would find me in the same spot where I would see another large doe but wasn't presented with a good enough shot to squeeze the trigger again, however our last run of the day would the doggers would put another doe out in front of me at about 40 yards that I took but just wasn't as exciting as my buck. Ed would get shooting again this day as well which then we would hear on the radio "I thought it was bigger" . Why this thing still didn't have spots I'll never know and reminds me of photos I’ve seen of small whitetail taken in the over populated areas of the United States, however all whitetail make fine table fare and we would name this one Ed's squirrel. Just to poke fun at him for taking such a small animal. Thursday was a rain day that never seen us leave camp. And Friday camp member Rodger would have a good chance at another big buck. Rodger uses a double barreled rifle which he had custom made however only went click when he shot at the animal. He fired a hail mary out of the second barrel but all it got him was another tick on the wall . We would spend a good deal of time chasing this Buck around the bush, but would never get another shot at him. Well it happened, not 15 mins into the run I look over towards Craig to see the face of a deer in an opening. When he doesn't shoot I figure it must be another doe.(at this point we were out of tags) About 2 mins later I hear him open up with 3 shots as I see two brown streaks go by. Well , A massive 12 pointer had walked out to him but his fear of falling off the tree I was standing on found him standing on the ground behind it, the only option he had was to shoot through it, missing on all three shots. I felt a little sorry not taking that stand as it would have meant another PB buck for me, but I know I would have felt selfish had I did with him in the next stand down from me. I felt sorry for him as well missing a chance of a life time deer, but there's always next year! 51 weeks and counting.  | Return Home | Fishing | Area Lakes | The Great Outdoors | Successful Hunts | Gallery | About Us | Contact Info | |
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