Last Friday I had a call from the bro. Cousin Tom was looking for a spot to set up a stand on the opening day of the Indiana deer firearm season. He had an alternative but our farm was much closer. He called to ask permission and to find out if anyone else was given permission to hunt the farm. My old deer hunting buddy Doug has a son who was given the keys to hunt the farm a few years ago. I gave the bro Doug’s number because Doug's son had placed a few stands on the property this year. They eventually connected and Tom was given the green light. Doug’s son was taking his chances elsewhere on opening day. Bad move.
Most deer hunters spend weeks scouting their locations and spend a lot of time and money looking for more than one prime spot to concentrate on the way Doug's son did. That's the way Doug and I always did it. Tom and his buddy Matt were going rogue. They were just out to “be there” on opening day of gun season. They spent no time at all scouting. They took a chance. While Tom knew the property well he had not spent any time studying and observing local deer behavior this year.
About mid morning (the bro can correct me here because I have not spoken directly with Tom), Tom’s buddy spotted an eight-point buck exiting the wooded hill across the harvested field from his stand. He took a shot and it was a long one.
Dan and Carl may recognize this spot. It is directly northeast of the hill where we hold Gunstock.
After Matt shot and dropped the buck they used a rangefinder to estimate the distance. It was well over 100 yards.
Muzzleloader, baby, yeah!
No way would Matt have had a chance to hit that buck with a shotgun. No way.
Tom and Matt are both hard-core law enforcement professionals. Good on 'ya.
A nice buck indeed. Congratulations, Matt!
You lucky a$$ sumbitch!
I am waiting for the freezer donation. That is all.