Rattled in grandpa opening morning of muzzleloader;
My dad harvested one of our other hit list bucks. This is the man who lifted me over fences and put me up in trees with a single shot 30-30. Decades later and still doing our thing. Doing our thing in one of the few remaining vestiges of America's fading frontiers.
My dad hit his deer low, right around sunset. Heavy blood trail with chunks of stomach matter, decided not to push and possibly jump him. Went back out at first light and picked up the trail. We found spots where he would bed down and the ground was all scratched up. We found him in a group of cedar trees, hollowed out by coyotes. It appears the coyotes found alive and started eating on him, think that all the tore up ground was him kicking at coyote. I bet the coyotes would fill their stomachs , run off and regurgitate it for later and then return to eat again.
Rifle season, spent hours just sitting in stands. And then just like that; caught a glimpse of this buck walking down an old pipeline right of way. I grunted at him a couple times and he turned on a dime, worked his way into 60 or 70 yards.
All said and done I was worn down from the rut...
Oklahoma 2018
My dad harvested one of our other hit list bucks. This is the man who lifted me over fences and put me up in trees with a single shot 30-30. Decades later and still doing our thing. Doing our thing in one of the few remaining vestiges of America's fading frontiers.
My dad hit his deer low, right around sunset. Heavy blood trail with chunks of stomach matter, decided not to push and possibly jump him. Went back out at first light and picked up the trail. We found spots where he would bed down and the ground was all scratched up. We found him in a group of cedar trees, hollowed out by coyotes. It appears the coyotes found alive and started eating on him, think that all the tore up ground was him kicking at coyote. I bet the coyotes would fill their stomachs , run off and regurgitate it for later and then return to eat again.
Rifle season, spent hours just sitting in stands. And then just like that; caught a glimpse of this buck walking down an old pipeline right of way. I grunted at him a couple times and he turned on a dime, worked his way into 60 or 70 yards.
All said and done I was worn down from the rut...
Oklahoma 2018