Category Archives: Hunting

Not My Usual Hunting Ground

I haven’t been turkey hunting yet, but today I got the blind up. I decided to set up base in the Pine Tree Corridor, way across the field from the Bat Shack and my hunting ground. From inside the blind, I would have a nice wide view of the hill.

Other news. Recently my dad was on my hunting ground, where the Bat Shack is, and he found this broken arrow. He showed it to me today and I confirmed that it is the arrow that killed Deer #2. It’s a four-blade broadhead. I remember that it went through the deer and got stuck in the ground behind it. That was October 2016.

I’m getting anxious for deer season.

An example of how the DNR does not make sense

Seems like I’m blogging about hunting lately. The other day I blogged about my frustration with the DNR and their regulations. Yesterday I blogged about coyotes near my hunting ground. Today I’m combining those two topics to give you an example of how the DNR does not make sense.

One rule is, at sundown, when most hunting hours end, you’re supposed to unload your weapon. Most hunters call it a day at sundown and will unload their weapons before they head in. If a DNR agent happens along and finds them with a loaded weapon, he’ll fine them and take their weapon as a prize.

You with me so far?

Okay, now coyote hunting is legal year-round, because coyote have been a problem. There have been reports of them chasing people, killing pets and livestock, and causing all sorts of damage. But not only is coyote hunting legal year-round, you can also hunt coyote at night, you just can’t use centerfire rifles when you do.

In order to hunt coyote legally, you need a Base/Small Game license. Every hunter has a Base/Small Game license, because you can’t purchase a Deer, Turkey or any other hunting license unless you first purchase a Base/Small Game license.

I’m not really interested in hunting coyote. I would only shoot a coyote if it was going to attack me or if it was causing some damage. But then, that’s why coyote hunting is legal year-round and why you can hunt coyote at night. Damage control.

So, when I finish hunting, I’d prefer to have my weapon loaded as I walk back to the house. I don’t want to  encounter a coyote pack and not have a loaded weapon.

According to the DNR, that is not legal. But according to the Base/Small Game license, it is legal. When I finish deer hunting, I could be coyote hunting, and therefore have my weapon loaded and ready.

I don’t see how a DNR agent would have grounds to fine me and take my weapon if I have a Base/Small Game license that allows me to hunt coyote at night.

Coyotes in the Woods

I was just reading the comments on a Field & Stream survival article. Several hunters are saying they’ve been stalked by coyotes while making their way back to their trucks at sundown.

I know a lone coyote ain’t nothin’ to be afraid of. But a pack is another thing. There are coyotes in my woods, a lot of them. I never see them, but I hear them all the time when I’m hunting.

Sometimes when I’m on my way back to the house, I hear something rushing through the tall grass, or sometimes I’ll glance to the side and see something moving. It could be a deer, or it could be a coyote or even a cougar.

It scares the crap out of me. I’ll often yell a series of foul words in hopes of scaring it off, whatever the hell it is. But if it’s with a pack, I reckon it will not scare easily.

I’m always a little jumpy when walking back to the house at sundown. It’s creepy out there.

Oh gee, what the hell is this?

I’ve made it no secret how frustrated I get with the Department of Natural Resources. It’s probably just me being feebleminded. I’ll bet the rest of you don’t have the hissy fits that I do when trying to make sense of the laws and regulations the DNR stirred up for the hunting season I’m interested in.

I still haven’t gotten my turkey license. Although the Spring Turkey season runs from April 23 to May 31, it looks like you can’t really hunt for the entire season. There are several different license and they’re good for six-day periods. Except for, it looks like, the last option which allows you to hunt from May 14 to May 31.  Think I’ll get the last one.

The question on my mind is “Why?” I’m pretty sure there’s not as many people turkey hunting as there will be deer hunting. I don’t think there’s a shortage of wild turkey. I know how hard it is to hunt turkey. They don’t have the sense of smell that deer do, but they see everything.

I don’t want to complain, but sure wish I could have a whole month to hunt turkey. The more time I have in the field, the better my chances.

Today

Going to Mom and Dad’s for ribs today. I plan to have a look at my hunting ground. Probably going to turkey hunt, the season starts tomorrow. Also, need to rebuild my shack for the next deer season. Last season, when it rained, I got pretty wet. The roof is leaking bad. It’s past time the shack got rebuilt.

Hunting

Hunting has been on my mind lately. But deer season isn’t until October. I was on the DNR site yesterday, to see which seasons are open. Right now, I don’t think anything is, but Spring Turkey Season is coming up.

I guess if there are any license leftover after the drawing, and there usually are, I can get a turkey license. So, I’m thinking about it. During the last deer season, my trail camera got a lot of pictures of turkey, so I know they’re out there.

If I’m understanding correctly, we can’t use bait. We can use calls, but I’m not good with calls.

Thinking about it.

Deer 3

I was excited when October rolled up this year. There is deer hunting in September, but I’m not sure if just anyone anywhere can participate. I’m still confused about some of the regulations, like the late firearm season, which runs from December 18 to January 1. I don’t know if it’d be okay to take my shotgun out for the late firearm season, so I just use the bow all through December. And because I don’t know if I’d be allowed to hunt during the early antlerless season, I don’t hunt in September.

I know for a fact that I’m allowed to hunt from October 1 to January 1. So, when Archery Season starts October 1, I’m in. I don’t remember exactly when I started developing a passion for hunting. Was it 2009 or 2010? I was inspired by some of my cousins to take it up, and also the fact that I had this nice pump shotgun since I was 21 and never used it.

My first few seasons were unsuccessful, but I developed a degree of patience and a higher tolerance for cold weather. Also, I came to really love being out there. There’s something comforting about sitting there for hours, listening to wild animals, the wind and nature. Often when it’s time to pack it up and call it a day, I don’t want to go in. I want to stay out there all night and be ready when the sun comes up in the morning. But, I don’t think you can do that. Regulations.

I shot my first deer in November 2015. Since then I’ve been a one-deer-a-year guy. I might have taken more if I’d gotten another doe tag after using the first one, but I’d ride out the rest of the season on the buck tag and I didn’t see any buck.

Earlier this year, I made plans to take any fair-sized doe I saw and do my own butchering. If I could do my own butchering instead of paying a butcher, I might be able to take enough deer to feed me for a year and save a lot of money. But, I never got the stuff I needed. So, I decided instead that I would hold on to my doe tag and try to get a buck first.

That was a stupid idea and I’m never doing it again. I didn’t make it out very much in October and early November. but I saw deer every time I did. I kept passing them up because I wanted something with a rack.

At one point, I think I had a buck in front of me. It looked like it had two antlers that were about four inches long, which would have made it a two-point buck. I have bad eyes, so I’m not positive. I was going to look at it through my crossbow’s scope. When I picked up the bow, I bumped it into something and spooked the deer.

And then firearm season started. I made it out almost every day, but I wasn’t seeing anything. There were no doe or buck. The trail camera kept getting pictures of deer, but they weren’t out there when I was. I regretted passing up all the doe in October and early November.

The trail camera is getting a lot of pictures of bucks this year. There are two-point, four-point, six-point and eight-point bucks. All of them in front of my shack. If I could drive, I would be out there every morning before sunrise and maybe I’d see some buck. I can’t drive, so someone has to give me a ride and that’s usually in the afternoon.

Here’s a couple of the best pictures.

The eight-point and the six-point had a fight.

This year, during the firearm season, my dad let me borrow a rifle scope he has. The scope is meant for rifles, but it fits on my shotgun.

The view from my shack used to be limited. I could see no farther than the brush that was across the clearing from the shack.

For a couple years now, I’ve wanted to clear up that brush, so I would be able to see all the way to the hill. And this year, because I had this power scope on my gun, I could take longer shots. My dad took the tractor and brush hog out and cleared up the brush.

This is the new view from my shack.I figure, the deer are less likely to detect me if I’m farther away from them. Plus, I really like the new view.

After my dad cleared up the brush, the trail camera was getting more pictures of deer than before. It was also getting pictures of turkey. I don’t think the trail camera ever caught turkey before. I wonder if it’s legal to hunt turkey and deer at the same time. Have one gun loaded with turkey rounds and another loaded with deer rounds. I’ll have to look into that.

The trail camera was getting pictures of deer, but I wasn’t seeing any. During firearm season, there’s a lot more people hunting and there’s a lot of shooting. The deer are spooked and being extra careful. I was afraid I wouldn’t get one before the season ended.

On November 29, I was in my shack typing notes on my cellphone for a project I’m working on. I looked up and saw a deer. It was a doe, but bigger than the one I shot last year. This was my chance to see how well I can do with the scope and increased distance. I picked up my shotgun, got my crosshairs on the deer and fired. The round was a hollow-point .12 gauge slug and it knocked the deer down.

I pumped the shotgun to chamber the spare round and took aim. If the deer managed to get back up, I would have to shoot it again, otherwise it might run off. As I was looking through the scope, dark blobs fell across my vision. I looked down and saw blood in my lap.

Yeah, I knew that could happen. That’s the reason I made it a point not to wear my glasses while hunting with the shotgun this year. The ordeal would have been a lot less pleasant if shards of glass were smashed into my eye. I did have the gun’s butt tucked tightly against my shoulder, but I guess as I was adjusting my head so I would have a clearer view through the scope, I’d moved my shoulder back a little from the gun.

See, when I fired that first shot, the recoil drove the scope into my head. But I didn’t realize I was hit until I saw the blood.

I picked up my phone and typed a text to my dad. “I got one. Need he)p. I’m ble3ding.” It was a short message, but it took me a couple minutes to type it because I kept hitting the wrong keys and had to make corrections. While I was doing this, gobs of blood were landing on my phone.

I sent the message, but I didn’t know if it would get through. I don’t get a good signal out there.

I remembered the bandanna in my pocket. I got that out and held it against my head for a minute. I picked up my phone again and typed another message, explaining that the scope hit me in the head. But the second message definitely wasn’t going through.

I didn’t know how bad the wound was. I could’ve put my phone in selfie mode and looked at it, but that didn’t occur to me at the time. After holding the bandanna to my head, the bleeding seemed to have slowed. So, I figured it wasn’t so bad.

My deer was lying where it fell, not moving. I climbed out of my shack and went to look at it. The deer was dead..

My mom and sister pulled up in the truck. My first message made it through to my dad and he figured out what had happened..

I had a little argument with my mom and sister. They insisted I needed stitches. They wanted to take me to the hospital immediately. By my standards, I wasn’t dying and I didn’t want to leave my deer there. I still needed to tag it and cut out its guts. My dad was under the weather and it wasn’t in his best interest to come out and take care of the deer for me.

My mom told me that Scott, the guy who hunts on the other side of the hill, was there and maybe he could get my deer for me. Okay, that was good enough. I got in the truck and we drove to the house.

My dad confirmed that I needed stitches, and he decided he would take care of the deer for me. My mom took me to the hospital. It was a long wait. I watched the Piston game to pass the time.

When the doctor came in, he asked what happened. I told him, “I shot a deer and the scope hit me in the head.” The doctor asked, “Did you get the deer?” I replied, “Yeah, I got the deer.”

I got seven stitches above my right eye. But, it’s nothing.

Here’s the meat Deer 3 yielded.