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Morning Hunt
This morning was a little warmer than yesterday, and very still. Kent put me
in a stand at the edge of a tree belt. In front, and in back of me were miles
of prairie. Mostly sage and grassland. At first light a small buck approached
and fed near my stand. He was a button buck (or rack fawn as we call them back
east) and I nicknamed him Rob Lowe. He was actually rutting. Three does came
in and our little Robbie would try to chase them. It was hilarious. The buck
would stick his nose up a doe's butt and she would turn around and whack him.
He kept this up for ten minutes until a bigger racked buck showed up and chased
little Robbie away.
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This small buck was running
full-bore but his nose never left the ground. I don't know how he did
it but it sure was funny looking. |
That was the beginning of a crazy day. I had ten bucks come in, no shooters,
but give them a year or two and they'll be dandy bucks. They were chasing does
all over the place. I did see one real nice shooter buck off in the distance
and I used a Primos Can call on him but he showed no response.
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This real nice buck never came
closer than 200 yards, he was not as heated up as the smaller bucks and
simply trotted between them. |
I had nonstop deer action from sunup till nearly 11:00 AM when Kent came to
pick me up. He actually blew out two bucks whom had been chasing a doe around
for over an hour. Several times they would run under my stand. The interesting
thing was that it appeared that all the chasing, and heavy rut activity was
being done by subordinate bucks - the big boys did not seem to be that heated
up yet. It was a lot of fun.
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This nice buck was under my
stand for a few minutes. Here he is shown scent-checking does. A small
doe had urinated at this spot earlier - and that seemed to get him worked
up. |
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Here is a frontal view of the
same buck - he was nice, but not a shooter for this area. |
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I had bucks chasing does around
me all day. From sunup to the time that Kent picked me up, I never looked
at my watch. It was one of my best deer hunts I've ever had. |
Afternoon Hunt
The afternoon hunt was slow. I sat an area where Kent had a high stand which
overlooked a rub line at the edge of a tree belt. Just beyond the tree belt
was an alfalfa field. I knew as soon as I got there that this place was going
to be good. But it turned out to be quiet. A doe with two fawns came in but
she picked me off immediately. She stomped, then blew at me for several minutes
until walking off, stiff-legged. At dark, another doe appeared and fed by my
stand, she picked me off too! Then I caught movement behind here and I could
just make out a heavy-racked buck. But it was too dark to shoot either an arrow
or video. Besides, the doe was already alarmed.
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