It always starts between the autumnal equinox and the winter solstice... Where I choose to bide all my fall... Away and meanwhile... Some where in North West Oklahoma... A lot of nothings and almost... Almost, yet just out of bow range;
Season changes to youth and we set out... Crisp morning air as we creep down a sandy 2 track.. In the pre-dawn darkness, sandplum thickets reach out over the trail... Their fingers scratch the edge of my daughter's clothing... I whisper my concerns and slow our approach the closer we get to the stand.. It's coming, I can feel it...
Bobwhite quail cry out as the dark fades to light... Some are just on the edge of hearing... Sprite light begins to illuminate the horizon... Everything wrong is right again... Opening morning;
A lot of the smaller bucks are still traveling in bachelor groups... A couple were showing pre-rut activity with light sparing... Not what we are looking for, yet their presence keeps us sharp as knives balanced on a pin head;
My tactics for this hunt was to rattle in staging areas just off food plots and travel routes to bedding areas in the mornings... It was warm for hunting deer... We hunted dusk and dawn and skipped mid-day;
This year I let my daughter do the rattling... A few minutes after a rattle series, she whispers "there is a deer"... He came in from behind us on her side... I look and this deer is less than 20 yards... He was standing facing away from us... I whisper to my daughter, "wait till he turns broadside"... All at once he pranced off... A couple minutes later he appears in an opening in front of us... This is the best pic I could get with my iPhone, my hands were kinda shacking;
I whisper "I am going to stop him, when I do shoot him"... I "meep" and he stops... I waited for what seemed an eternity and then "CRACK"... As he ran off I could tell he was hit... We waited about 30 minutes then crept down.. We found him 80 or 90 yards from where he was shot;
This is her first buck that she rattled in herself.
My hands were shakin', she was a rattling and then she rolled him! 158 2/8 green score...
I have history with this deer... The previous years lack of antler growth increased his shelf life, which was destined to end...
2013
2014
2015
Oklahoma Youth Hunt 2015
Season changes to youth and we set out... Crisp morning air as we creep down a sandy 2 track.. In the pre-dawn darkness, sandplum thickets reach out over the trail... Their fingers scratch the edge of my daughter's clothing... I whisper my concerns and slow our approach the closer we get to the stand.. It's coming, I can feel it...
Bobwhite quail cry out as the dark fades to light... Some are just on the edge of hearing... Sprite light begins to illuminate the horizon... Everything wrong is right again... Opening morning;
A lot of the smaller bucks are still traveling in bachelor groups... A couple were showing pre-rut activity with light sparing... Not what we are looking for, yet their presence keeps us sharp as knives balanced on a pin head;
My tactics for this hunt was to rattle in staging areas just off food plots and travel routes to bedding areas in the mornings... It was warm for hunting deer... We hunted dusk and dawn and skipped mid-day;
This year I let my daughter do the rattling... A few minutes after a rattle series, she whispers "there is a deer"... He came in from behind us on her side... I look and this deer is less than 20 yards... He was standing facing away from us... I whisper to my daughter, "wait till he turns broadside"... All at once he pranced off... A couple minutes later he appears in an opening in front of us... This is the best pic I could get with my iPhone, my hands were kinda shacking;
I whisper "I am going to stop him, when I do shoot him"... I "meep" and he stops... I waited for what seemed an eternity and then "CRACK"... As he ran off I could tell he was hit... We waited about 30 minutes then crept down.. We found him 80 or 90 yards from where he was shot;
This is her first buck that she rattled in herself.
My hands were shakin', she was a rattling and then she rolled him! 158 2/8 green score...
I have history with this deer... The previous years lack of antler growth increased his shelf life, which was destined to end...
2013
2014
2015
Oklahoma Youth Hunt 2015