2013 Gun Deer Season

If you look closely at the pic below you can see the cut on my nose from the evening's celebration

2013 bow season was pretty rough and I logged a lot of hours in a tree trying to turn it around, by gun season I was feeling it was pretty hopeless. Thankfully I have a lot of unselfish hunting buddy's and Tony is one of them with some outstanding property. This years weather for opening day was around zero degree's when you factor in the windchill, it was bonechilling and the only positive to that was the buck's needed food after rutting. Tony had his farm scouted out well and invited me out to hunt an entire herd that was feeding on his property each evening. It was a cold afternoon sit, but wow, it was worth it. Twenty minutes before dark the floodgates of deer opened up and I was seeing does by the dozens and numerous tall racks piling out into the corn field in front of me, it was a spectacle like no other, it was something from a hunting show; the cold weather was forcing these deer off of the no hunting preserve they called home to pack on some fat for the winter. It didn't take long and I had two nice bucks a couple hundred yards in front of me feeding. I decided to take this beautiful 8pt. The shot wasn't the challenging part, but locating a down deer in a harvested cornfield proved to be a ten minute long agonizing challenge. I knew I knocked the deer down and my buddy's were enjoying watching me frantically try to find my trophy that somehow seemed to dissapear. Once I found him the gratification of a long grueling season and the perserverance it took to finally be successful made this deer extra special, even better my cousin Carl called shortly after to let me know he just shot a great buck too! It was definitely going to be a big celebration that evening, its rare that two of us in the family take nice deer on the same day, very rare. We got back to the farm set our deer out for pictures and rallied all of our buddy's for the First Annual Deer Camp festivities. That night was wild and I don't think there have been many times our group of friends has had more fun than that evening, the drinking and talking stupid was at an all time high, we even inspired my cousin Jeff to get back into Gun hunting after being strictly a Boone and Crocket Bow slayer the last few years. You will notice in one of the pictures you can see a cut across the bridge of my nose, I probably had it coming, but lets just say empty cans flying at your face can be sharp (thanks Jesse)! It was a night for the ages among this hunting group and the pictures are here to prove it. I am already excited for the Second Annual Deer Camp, if your smart and like to have a great time, you will be there.