Bad Weather Hunting, Sure Thing! - Part 3
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Saturday morning we woke up well before dawn and jumped out of our sleeping bags to see how much snow we had gotten. We looked out the door of the camping tent and six inches of fresh snow covered the ground. The trees were amazing covered with the fresh white powder. It was ideal day for deer hunting. This was going to be the day to bag our bucks if it was going to happen this year. We dressed properly for the weather conditions, grabbed some hot coffee and headed down the hill with our deer rifles. The guys were going to head to the north side of the forest where they had seen the deer the night before. I was going to head over to my favorite spot, a large group of oak trees to the west. I knew that after all the fresh snow fell the deer were going to be hunting for food.
It was still dark outside and it was hard to find the acorn feeding ground. I found it about an hour before daylight and put up my deer blind about 300 yards away. I didn’t want to scare any deer away before daylight so I crawled in the deer blind and waited for the first light to arrive. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop but as soon as the sun began to rise the woods started to come alive with the sound of all kinds of animals. I could hear many strange things in the woods. If you’ve ever been there at that time, I’m sure you know just what I’m talking about. I pulled out my new buck grunt caller and got it ready to go. I double checked my gun to make sure it was loaded and ready for action. Now all I could do was wait for the big one. With all the fresh snow, I knew he was going to show up today.
Just at daylight, I heard a shot from the direction where the other guys were hunting. Maybe they had gotten one! I started to use my grunt caller to call a buck in but had no luck. Just about then I saw a doe walking around some brush. She was heading straight for the acorn feeding ground. Then I saw four more big doe coming toward me and they were also heading for the feeding ground. That was a sure sign that a buck would be around soon. During the mating season, the bucks will follow the doe around and check to see if they are ready to mate. The buck always stays behind the doe and appears last. At this point there was nothing to do but wait so I took a sandwich from my picnic backpack and ate while watching the doe.
A little later I heard lots of noise coming from the woods on the far side of the feeding area. There was no doubt, it had to be a buck. Then suddenly I saw a big deer coming out of the thickets and heading straight for the doe. As the deer got closer I could see antlers! It was an 8 pointer for sure. Then another deer came out behind the first buck and he was gigantic. I counted 12 points. Today was going to be my lucky day. As soon as the two bucks got to the feeding area they began fighting. It was a spectacular sight that I had never seen in all the years I’d been hunting. The smaller buck lost his war with the monster buck and started to leave the area. Now was my chance to shoot the 12 point buck that I had been waiting for. I had a clear shot so I raised my gun, aimed for his chest and pulled the trigger. The giant fell to the ground right in this tracks. I had bagged a gigantic buck and had a great story to tell my children and grandchildren.
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