It was a cool morning at 37 degrees with a northwest wind. It quickly warmed up to 70 degrees though. I sat near the tube. I saw a raccoon and a coyote, but no deer. Dad sat in the bottom this morning. He saw a basketrack buck, two does and a pretty good 8-pointer. He took a lot of video of that buck. When we were scouting around in the bottom we found a HUGE sycamore tree. It was awe-inspiring to look at. It’s one of those rare finds that the more you look at it the more amazing it is.
This evening I saw a doe and fawn. I also rattled in a really good 8-pointer that wouldn’t cross the brook in the bottom and another spike who thought he ruled the kingdom. I got a lot of video of the little bugger. He thought he was something else. It was fun to watch. Rattling has never worked for me so it was pretty cool when the 8-pointer came charging down the hill right after I finished the sequence.
Dad used a bleat in heat can and bleated in three bucks. He had a doe near him that the does were interested in. It has been a lot of fun so far. I really enjoy being out here even though it’s so far away from home. It’s unlike anyplace I’ve ever hunted for whitetails. I’d live here if I could. If you love big whitetails this is definitely one of the places you should go.
The huge sycamore in the bottom.
Dad stands in front of the sycamore.
An up-close view.
The badass spike that came into the rattling sequence.
Note the time between this photo and the next with Mr. Big.
A big mature buck.