Guys... and Dani,
I have a confession to make to my Duckboats.net comrades: I have wandered from our passion into deer hunting. I have no good excuse save the fact that there are more deer than ducks in the Piedmont of North Carolina. And many more places to deer hunt than duck hunt. The latter is especially stressing to one who lived in Michigan near Lake St. Clair for 26 years and travelled annually to the UP and northern Ontario in search of marsh magic. So I ask your pardon at my wandering. I do plan on returning to the marsh and creeks in December and January.
Here is my deer hunting story today, November 17, 2021. It is the day I got my first deer. Ever.
Last year was my first year deer hunting. I used a shotgun and slugs. I didn't like that weapon. Over the summer I purchased a CVA Optima muzzleloader. I like that weapon. I approached this season with confidence about my shooting knowing I still had much to learn about the whitetail.
Since the opening of muzzle loader season for Wake County I have probably hunted ten times with no success. I?ve had a blast scouting and hunting. I've seen deer but none that offered a good shot.
One thing is for sure about my personality and deer hunting: sitting still for long periods is not my forte!!
Today I tried a new strategy: instead of setting up in one spot that I previously scouted and staying in that one spot, I planned to "mobile stand hunt." I took my three legged chair, my bipod, and my gun and a little hip pack. My plan was to walk in a short distance, sit for 30 minutes, then walk in a ways more as quietly as possible. Sit again. Repeat through the morning.
Around 8:30 I spotted my first deer that I evidently spooked. Be more careful Larry! I began working northeast with the wind coming from the south. The cover was good. Not thick but certainly not open in this creek bottom on public game land. Lots of oaks. Grey squirrels were having a convention.
Around 10:00 I spotted a doe with an injured leg walking towards me about 125 yards away. The cover was too thick to shoot. The doe was upwind. After flirting around in one place the doe gradually moved back the way it came, tail wagging without alarm.
I walked closer and sat for a while, hoping that doe would return. It did not. I walked to where the deer was browsing and found acorn caps all over the ground from the red oak trees nearby. I realized those trees were hot for deer. I backed away, found a spot to sit and decided to remain there for an hour. 15 minutes later the following happened:
I heard a noise over my left shoulder that I assumed was a squirrel. No. It was a buck that managed to walk within 25' (that's FEET!) of my left shoulder and downwind at that. What the heck? When I turned he was as startled as me. He took off but for some reason stopped and looked back at me about 30 yards away. I couldn't believe it. I drew up my muzzle loader, sighted quickly , and for whatever reason, he still didn't run. I shot. He reeled from the impact, ran 30 yards and dropped. Amazing! All this at 11:00. All this in about 30 seconds!
Ah! Don't run over and look at the deer Larry. Just sit there. I wrote this report sitting in the woods in the moments after the shot.
15 minutes later I walked over to open eyes. Smile. Satisfaction.
I've cleaned many an animal before but never a deer. I would say I did OK but not great. The drag out with a jet sled, 1/3 mile, was not too bad. I just stopped whenever my bones got tired. I must say I'm not sure I would be able to drag a 200 pounder.
Thanks for reading,
Larry
30 yard shot; 30 yard recovery.
80 grains by volume Blackhorn 209
240 grain Hornady XTP
CVA Optima
I have a confession to make to my Duckboats.net comrades: I have wandered from our passion into deer hunting. I have no good excuse save the fact that there are more deer than ducks in the Piedmont of North Carolina. And many more places to deer hunt than duck hunt. The latter is especially stressing to one who lived in Michigan near Lake St. Clair for 26 years and travelled annually to the UP and northern Ontario in search of marsh magic. So I ask your pardon at my wandering. I do plan on returning to the marsh and creeks in December and January.
Here is my deer hunting story today, November 17, 2021. It is the day I got my first deer. Ever.
Last year was my first year deer hunting. I used a shotgun and slugs. I didn't like that weapon. Over the summer I purchased a CVA Optima muzzleloader. I like that weapon. I approached this season with confidence about my shooting knowing I still had much to learn about the whitetail.
Since the opening of muzzle loader season for Wake County I have probably hunted ten times with no success. I?ve had a blast scouting and hunting. I've seen deer but none that offered a good shot.
One thing is for sure about my personality and deer hunting: sitting still for long periods is not my forte!!
Today I tried a new strategy: instead of setting up in one spot that I previously scouted and staying in that one spot, I planned to "mobile stand hunt." I took my three legged chair, my bipod, and my gun and a little hip pack. My plan was to walk in a short distance, sit for 30 minutes, then walk in a ways more as quietly as possible. Sit again. Repeat through the morning.
Around 8:30 I spotted my first deer that I evidently spooked. Be more careful Larry! I began working northeast with the wind coming from the south. The cover was good. Not thick but certainly not open in this creek bottom on public game land. Lots of oaks. Grey squirrels were having a convention.
Around 10:00 I spotted a doe with an injured leg walking towards me about 125 yards away. The cover was too thick to shoot. The doe was upwind. After flirting around in one place the doe gradually moved back the way it came, tail wagging without alarm.
I walked closer and sat for a while, hoping that doe would return. It did not. I walked to where the deer was browsing and found acorn caps all over the ground from the red oak trees nearby. I realized those trees were hot for deer. I backed away, found a spot to sit and decided to remain there for an hour. 15 minutes later the following happened:
I heard a noise over my left shoulder that I assumed was a squirrel. No. It was a buck that managed to walk within 25' (that's FEET!) of my left shoulder and downwind at that. What the heck? When I turned he was as startled as me. He took off but for some reason stopped and looked back at me about 30 yards away. I couldn't believe it. I drew up my muzzle loader, sighted quickly , and for whatever reason, he still didn't run. I shot. He reeled from the impact, ran 30 yards and dropped. Amazing! All this at 11:00. All this in about 30 seconds!
Ah! Don't run over and look at the deer Larry. Just sit there. I wrote this report sitting in the woods in the moments after the shot.
15 minutes later I walked over to open eyes. Smile. Satisfaction.
I've cleaned many an animal before but never a deer. I would say I did OK but not great. The drag out with a jet sled, 1/3 mile, was not too bad. I just stopped whenever my bones got tired. I must say I'm not sure I would be able to drag a 200 pounder.
Thanks for reading,
Larry
30 yard shot; 30 yard recovery.
80 grains by volume Blackhorn 209
240 grain Hornady XTP
CVA Optima