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Sixth week, what did you see?
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Contributors to this thread:
horsethief51 04-Nov-17
stick n string 04-Nov-17
horsethief51 04-Nov-17
Bowbender 05-Nov-17
PALongbow 05-Nov-17
pa10point 05-Nov-17
DanWesson357 05-Nov-17
stick n string 05-Nov-17
Ben Farmer 05-Nov-17
horsethief51 06-Nov-17
horsethief51 07-Nov-17
PAbowhunter1064 07-Nov-17
PAbowhunter1064 07-Nov-17
stick n string 07-Nov-17
Phil Magistro 07-Nov-17
RC 07-Nov-17
Bowbender 07-Nov-17
PAbowhunter1064 08-Nov-17
Rut Nut 08-Nov-17
DanWesson357 09-Nov-17
horsethief51 09-Nov-17
horsethief51 09-Nov-17
stick n string 09-Nov-17
PAbowhunter1064 10-Nov-17
Will tell 10-Nov-17
stick n string 10-Nov-17
hawkeye in PA 10-Nov-17
Rut Nut 11-Nov-17
4406v 13-Nov-17
horsethief51 13-Nov-17
stick n string 13-Nov-17
Bowhunting 5C 15-Nov-17
Rut Nut 15-Nov-17
Yodameister 15-Nov-17
Yodameister 15-Nov-17
Yodameister 15-Nov-17
Yodameister 15-Nov-17
Rut Nut 15-Nov-17
horsethief51 15-Nov-17
Rut Nut 15-Nov-17
rust4brains 15-Nov-17
rust4brains 15-Nov-17
stick n string 15-Nov-17
Rut Nut 16-Nov-17
RC 16-Nov-17
Rut Nut 16-Nov-17
rust4brains 16-Nov-17
Rut Nut 16-Nov-17
PALongbow 21-Nov-17
stick n string 21-Nov-17
horsethief51 21-Nov-17
PALongbow 21-Nov-17
PAbowhunter1064 21-Nov-17
Treerat 24-Nov-17
Rut Nut 24-Nov-17
04-Nov-17
Deer should start hitting to ground today. Lots of sign out there. Good luck.

04-Nov-17

stick n string's embedded Photo
stick n string's embedded Photo
stick n string's embedded Photo
Thankful to have my brother with me. He drug it from the top, 5/8 mile to a couple benches below the bottom of mountain steep. He's a gamer....
stick n string's embedded Photo
Thankful to have my brother with me. He drug it from the top, 5/8 mile to a couple benches below the bottom of mountain steep. He's a gamer....
Struggled all year so far, lots of hunts trying to get the first deer in the feeezer. Pulled that off with the nice doe last night, and this morning my brother and i hiked to the top of the mountain again and after enjoying a beautiful sunrise, the Lord provided another opportunity, this time at a beautiful public land buck and i was able to watch my second deer in two days crash inside 40 yds.

Considering driving to Maryland tomorrow morning to see if i can make it three days in a row. They say to never get up from the table when you're riding a heater, right??!!!

Good luck this week guys, the weather is going to get good and the bucks should be moving!!!

04-Nov-17
Way to go Justin. Perry left at noon today a very happy guy. I was just as happy as if I would have taken that buck myself. Old buddy Dale pulled in at 4 and I took him out to Kathy's spot where he bagged a doe with a nice shot at 6 PM. It was a great 2 weeks a Camp Keefer, aka; Camp UBP. One more to go. Local ubp teenager took a bear this morning across the holler. Another member took a turkey this week across the Red Bank Creek with his bow.

From: Bowbender
05-Nov-17
Congrats Stick. Love the pic of the buck on the side of the ridge, with another ridge in the background..

From: PALongbow
05-Nov-17
Very slow year so far. Seeing some buck moving but not much in the way of chasing or even seeing the larger bucks. Seeing some mature doe with no buck hanging around. Not sure what to make of it other than high temperatures and also a great mast crop have impacted the deer movement.

Ron

From: pa10point
05-Nov-17
12 hours in stand yesterday saw 5 does. no chasing or any rut activity. my area was slammed with ehd this year and not seeing any mature bucks, even young bucks don't seem interested in the does. last week coming, weather looks good after tomorrow morning, hope things pick up from here.

From: DanWesson357
05-Nov-17
Great looking buck String...Your youngins look like mine when I get a deer, all smiles, ready to help and excited to eat tenderlions.

05-Nov-17
Thanks fellas!

From: Ben Farmer
05-Nov-17
Congrats stick!

06-Nov-17
Drove to Knox and back. Lots of water. Deer must be holed up. Might be good out there in the afternoon.

07-Nov-17
Field next to my house has a half dozen right now. Dan is hunting in the snow near his house.

07-Nov-17

PAbowhunter1064's embedded Photo
PAbowhunter1064's embedded Photo
I saw this nice 7 point in 5B, after spending 6 minutes on stand! Best part was my dad being there to enjoy the whole experience. We use vacation days to hunt November, and it always seems to payoff for us. Another memorable day that will last a lifetime!

Things are starting to kick into high gear! Good luck folks!

07-Nov-17

PAbowhunter1064's embedded Photo
PAbowhunter1064's embedded Photo
....heres a much better pic!

07-Nov-17
Great job Josh!!!

07-Nov-17
Congratulations!

From: RC
07-Nov-17
Congrats..

From: Bowbender
07-Nov-17
Congrats Josh!

08-Nov-17
Thanks, guys!

From: Rut Nut
08-Nov-17
Way to go TEAM RUNKLE! : )

From: DanWesson357
09-Nov-17

DanWesson357's embedded Photo
As she lay
DanWesson357's embedded Photo
As she lay
Went back to a hot bedding area Wed. afternoon/evening. Saw a legal buck checking a scrape on my drive in. Got set up with my climber and soon saw young deer movement, a couple of button bucks and lone fawns here and there. Then around 5 PM started to see some momma doe with fawns getting up from their beds. A 1/2 rack rag horn buck chased this momma doe past my stand and she went broadside at 10 yards. The Magnus Stinger zipped through both lungs, she jumped straight up into the air took a few more hops and at 20 yards she stood for a few seconds and then her legs crumpled beneath her. The rag horn and her fawn hung around for 15 minutes before walking off.

09-Nov-17
Saw 2 bucks while riding around back country roads between 11 and noon this morning. One was walking across a yard with a full lip curl grunting.

09-Nov-17
Saw 2 bucks while riding around back country roads between 11 and noon this morning. One was walking across a yard with a full lip curl grunting.

09-Nov-17
Attaboy Dan!!!

10-Nov-17
Congratulations, Dan! Looking for a freezer queen myself!!

From: Will tell
10-Nov-17
Missed a real nice one yesterday, wide spread and very long tines. I was on the ground and he was 25 yards out, hit a twig. At least it was a clean miss.

10-Nov-17
Headin' to Green Ridge Stare Forest in Maryland tomorrow morning. Word is, the bucks are running silly down there and with my bucktag in PA filled, im headin south to try and find a buck....or a doe....or both? Luckily, i think i can probably forego stopping to fill the cooler up with ice??? Haha. Good luck tomorrow guys....

10-Nov-17
Brushed off 92 ticks, seen 7 brand new posted signs, one doe and a raccoon. The ticks were to cold to craw but still latched on like hitchhikers. Not even sure they digested the permethrin.

From: Rut Nut
11-Nov-17
Good job Dan!

Good luck Justin!

From: 4406v
13-Nov-17

4406v's embedded Photo
4406v's embedded Photo
Jumped in a stand for a quick evening hunt on Friday. Didn't realize how "quick" the hunt would be. Barely got settled and sat down , looked up and here this guy comes through the thicket. Nose down and coming quick I picked an opening when he got there I mouth bleated to stop him and promptly put an arrow through both lungs. He went 40 yards and piled up. Ended my archery season on a high note. Went out Saturday and saw a total of 6 different bucks all small 1 legal. The does were all being harassed and none were close enough for a shot.

13-Nov-17
Way to go Ron.

13-Nov-17
Congrats 440

15-Nov-17
5C and 5D have been a terribly slow start to the rut. The bucks sure are interested but the girls are not. Seen multiple herds of doe with 0 buck on them at all. No real rut activity to speak of and some really great bucks on camera still working scrapes and rub lines but no chasing. As with all things of 2107 it will be late I am sure. Good for us the season is still open till the 25th.

From: Rut Nut
15-Nov-17
Nice buck 4406- congrats!

From: Yodameister
15-Nov-17

Yodameister's embedded Photo
Yodameister's embedded Photo
Rut says I’m holding out. Here’s a picture. The story will come later.

Not sure how to rotate pictures. Looks okay when I select it, but will probably post sideways.

From: Yodameister
15-Nov-17

Yodameister's embedded Photo
Yodameister's embedded Photo
Well it was a crazy week last week. I had not seen a legal buck before Tuesday. Took the day off to hunt all day. Saw zero deer from my climber in the morning but jumped a small buck then a doe and fawn on my way back to the house around 9:30. Thawed out a bit and grabbed my rain gear before heading to a permanent stand on the farm. Was halfway up the ladder when I saw a deer moving in the fields across the hollow. Got in my stand and saw there were actually two. Not sure what they were but I lost sight of them while getting situated. Now this hollow used to have cows fenced in half of it until 10 or so years ago. Since then it has become overgrown. Then 5 years ago it was logged off and we had to redefine what thick means. I have seen deer come into the hollow from the fields and hear them go past my stand and run into the pasture on the other side without catching a glimpse of them the whole time they were in the woods.

So, I had just settled in around 10:45 when I caught movement 25 yards away. It was a small buck. Immediately after I saw it I heard a grunt and saw another buck about to step into one of my few shooting lanes. It was a small 8 point that I quickly decided to let walk. He meandered up through the hollow and disappeared in the brush. I could not relocate the smaller buck, but 20 minutes later he blew out of there. Wind must have betrayed me. Well the mist turned to rain and the rain to sleet and snow and I decided to dry out again and head to my in laws for the evening hunt.

There was a big deer in the middle of a field way off the road on my way there and a small buck eating apples under the tree in their back yard. I headed into the woods and set up in my climber. I soon saw some does enter a field 100 yards away and then a spike walked by inside of 10 yards. I could see a buck chasing does in the field right before dark but I could not tell what he was and none of the deer were interested in coming to my calling. Thus ended my last vacation day to use in archery season.

Luckily I have a pretty flexible job (feeding cows on a large dairy) and bosses that both love to hunt. I worked ahead Wednesday and went in early Thursday morning to get all the groups fresh feed before heading back to my treestand on the farm. (My dad had started getting daylight pictures of the big 9 point in the area the week before.) I was settled in the stand just as it was getting light enough to shoot. At 6:50 a small buck ran down through the pasture behind me. The next deer caught me completely by surprise. At 8:00 a nice buck suddenly appeared out of the thick brush moving towards my only shooting lane. The grass had been frosty on the way in but the woods were deathly quiet and I never heard him coming. He was through the lane and gone before I could even get drawn back or get a better look at him. Was it the big 9? I couldn’t be sure one way or the other but I was afraid I had just blown the only chance I may have at a good buck this year. (Last year I saw one legal buck in shooting range and that was a fleeting glimpse during rifle season. I ended up with a big bowl of tag soup. But you’ll never tag a big one if you put your tag on a smaller one). I tried grunting and using the can estrous bleat to bring him back around but he was gone. I had to get back to work so I climbed down at 9.

Friday was another long “preparation “ day working ahead so I could get in and out quickly in the morning, hunt, and finish the chores mid afternoon Saturday with dad duty taking the place of an evening hunt. I was up at 2 Saturday, fed the cows and showed my buddy to another old faithful tree on my way to my treestand on the farm before first light. By 7 I already received several texts that bucks were chasing does below my buddie’s stand. At 705 I heard a deer walking on the other side of the hollow. When it came into view my heart rate skyrocketed. He was about 120 yards away, yet instantly I knew it was the big 9. A look through my binoculars confirmed it was him. He worked his way from my right to left up through the hollow just sniffing around and feeding. He limped with every step and I remembered my trail camera video from late summer showed him limping badly. I had been concerned he would become coyote bait, yet here he was. Later videos had showed him moving through with no noticeable limp, but recent rutting activity must have aggravated it again. He stood looking up towards the field and I caught movement below my stand a small buck materialized out of the brush and disappeared again. I decided to use my estrous can call and grunt but was a little concerned I might pull the other buck in and have him bust me before the big one could close the distance. Still it seemed like he was about to leave the hollow so I had to try. I gave the can a few turns and mixed in a couple grunts, but it didn’t seem like he heard me. He soon turned and headed back the way he had come and I called to him again. This time I saw his head snap towards me when I grunted. He had definitely heard me. He continued down the hollow then turned and came across the ditch to my side. I had managed to get my heart rate under control after his first appearance, but when he started my way, I lost it again. Deep breathing helped to slow it to a manageable level as he was now out of sight in some thick brush about 80 yards away. I could still hear him taking slow steps but could not see him for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably only 1 or 2. Then I heard him grunt a few times and a steady gate resumed in my direction. My feet and body were positioned for a possible shot and my release was on the string. If he turned on the trail into my shooting lane it would be a 30 yard shot. Instead he emerged from the brush grunting and limping with every step straight towards me. He passed the 30 yard trail and then was inside 20 yards looking straight up the hill towards my tree as he kept coming. I was afraid he might see me, but I had to get drawn back soon or the opportunity would be lost. I struggled a bit to get drawn back with all the bulky clothes and cold muscles, but as I drew he turned to my right at less than 15 yards. Quickly I scanned his path ahead and shifted my position for a possible shot through an 8 inch window in the brush. Somehow I managed to stop him perfectly with a mouth grunt and my arrow was gone. It had a longer vertical path than horizontal one, but it hit him right above the crease and there was instant blood on his shoulder. He looked down through the hollow away from my tree about 45 yards and stopped. I saw him start to sway a bit and then he rolled to the ground, kicked a few times, and it was over. My heart went on a third roller coaster ride for the morning. I couldn’t believe what had just happened! What a classic rut hunt! What a beast! He could have been anywhere within a few miles this morning. Things could have happened differently at any point of the encounter, yet here he was piled up 60 yards away. What a privilege! I called my dad and had him bring my boys to get in on the blood trail. My uncle came too and we celebrated my morning success.

We were able to get a live weight of 192 pounds (155 dressed). I later did a rough score of his antlers at 141 gross and 134 net. There sure aren’t too many like that around here!

From: Yodameister
15-Nov-17

Yodameister's embedded Photo
Yodameister's embedded Photo
Well it was a crazy week last week. I had not seen a legal buck before Tuesday. Took the day off to hunt all day. Saw zero deer from my climber in the morning but jumped a small buck then a doe and fawn on my way back to the house around 9:30. Thawed out a bit and grabbed my rain gear before heading to a permanent stand on the farm. Was halfway up the ladder when I saw a deer moving in the fields across the hollow. Got in my stand and saw there were actually two. Not sure what they were but I lost sight of them while getting situated. Now this hollow used to have cows fenced in half of it until 10 or so years ago. Since then it has become overgrown. Then 5 years ago it was logged off and we had to redefine what thick means. I have seen deer come into the hollow from the fields and hear them go past my stand and run into the pasture on the other side without catching a glimpse of them the whole time they were in the woods.

So, I had just settled in around 10:45 when I caught movement 25 yards away. It was a small buck. Immediately after I saw it I heard a grunt and saw another buck about to step into one of my few shooting lanes. It was a small 8 point that I quickly decided to let walk. He meandered up through the hollow and disappeared in the brush. I could not relocate the smaller buck, but 20 minutes later he blew out of there. Wind must have betrayed me. Well the mist turned to rain and the rain to sleet and snow and I decided to dry out again and head to my in laws for the evening hunt.

There was a big deer in the middle of a field way off the road on my way there and a small buck eating apples under the tree in their back yard. I headed into the woods and set up in my climber. I soon saw some does enter a field 100 yards away and then a spike walked by inside of 10 yards. I could see a buck chasing does in the field right before dark but I could not tell what he was and none of the deer were interested in coming to my calling. Thus ended my last vacation day to use in archery season.

Luckily I have a pretty flexible job (feeding cows on a large dairy) and bosses that both love to hunt. I worked ahead Wednesday and went in early Thursday morning to get all the groups fresh feed before heading back to my treestand on the farm. (My dad had started getting daylight pictures of the big 9 point in the area the week before.) I was settled in the stand just as it was getting light enough to shoot. At 6:50 a small buck ran down through the pasture behind me. The next deer caught me completely by surprise. At 8:00 a nice buck suddenly appeared out of the thick brush moving towards my only shooting lane. The grass had been frosty on the way in but the woods were deathly quiet and I never heard him coming. He was through the lane and gone before I could even get drawn back or get a better look at him. Was it the big 9? I couldn’t be sure one way or the other but I was afraid I had just blown the only chance I may have at a good buck this year. (Last year I saw one legal buck in shooting range and that was a fleeting glimpse during rifle season. I ended up with a big bowl of tag soup. But you’ll never tag a big one if you put your tag on a smaller one). I tried grunting and using the can estrous bleat to bring him back around but he was gone. I had to get back to work so I climbed down at 9.

Friday was another long “preparation “ day working ahead so I could get in and out quickly in the morning, hunt, and finish the chores mid afternoon Saturday with dad duty taking the place of an evening hunt. I was up at 2 Saturday, fed the cows and showed my buddy to another old faithful tree on my way to my treestand on the farm before first light. By 7 I already received several texts that bucks were chasing does below my buddie’s stand. At 705 I heard a deer walking on the other side of the hollow. When it came into view my heart rate skyrocketed. He was about 120 yards away, yet instantly I knew it was the big 9. A look through my binoculars confirmed it was him. He worked his way from my right to left up through the hollow just sniffing around and feeding. He limped with every step and I remembered my trail camera video from late summer showed him limping badly. I had been concerned he would become coyote bait, yet here he was. Later videos had showed him moving through with no noticeable limp, but recent rutting activity must have aggravated it again. He stood looking up towards the field and I caught movement below my stand a small buck materialized out of the brush and disappeared again. I decided to use my estrous can call and grunt but was a little concerned I might pull the other buck in and have him bust me before the big one could close the distance. Still it seemed like he was about to leave the hollow so I had to try. I gave the can a few turns and mixed in a couple grunts, but it didn’t seem like he heard me. He soon turned and headed back the way he had come and I called to him again. This time I saw his head snap towards me when I grunted. He had definitely heard me. He continued down the hollow then turned and came across the ditch to my side. I had managed to get my heart rate under control after his first appearance, but when he started my way, I lost it again. Deep breathing helped to slow it to a manageable level as he was now out of sight in some thick brush about 80 yards away. I could still hear him taking slow steps but could not see him for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably only 1 or 2. Then I heard him grunt a few times and a steady gate resumed in my direction. My feet and body were positioned for a possible shot and my release was on the string. If he turned on the trail into my shooting lane it would be a 30 yard shot. Instead he emerged from the brush grunting and limping with every step straight towards me. He passed the 30 yard trail and then was inside 20 yards looking straight up the hill towards my tree as he kept coming. I was afraid he might see me, but I had to get drawn back soon or the opportunity would be lost. I struggled a bit to get drawn back with all the bulky clothes and cold muscles, but as I drew he turned to my right at less than 15 yards. Quickly I scanned his path ahead and shifted my position for a possible shot through an 8 inch window in the brush. Somehow I managed to stop him perfectly with a mouth grunt and my arrow was gone. It had a longer vertical path than horizontal one, but it hit him right above the crease and there was instant blood on his shoulder. He looked down through the hollow away from my tree about 45 yards and stopped. I saw him start to sway a bit and then he rolled to the ground, kicked a few times, and it was over. My heart went on a third roller coaster ride for the morning. I couldn’t believe what had just happened! What a classic rut hunt! What a beast! He could have been anywhere within a few miles this morning. Things could have happened differently at any point of the encounter, yet here he was piled up 60 yards away. What a privilege! I called my dad and had him bring my boys to get in on the blood trail. My uncle came too and we celebrated my morning success.

We were able to get a live weight of 192 pounds (155 dressed). I later did a rough score of his antlers at 141 gross and 134 net. There sure aren’t too many like that around here!

From: Yodameister
15-Nov-17
Well it was a crazy week last week. I had not seen a legal buck before Tuesday. Took the day off to hunt all day. Saw zero deer from my climber in the morning but jumped a small buck then a doe and fawn on my way back to the house around 9:30. Thawed out a bit and grabbed my rain gear before heading to a permanent stand on the farm. Was halfway up the ladder when I saw a deer moving in the fields across the hollow. Got in my stand and saw there were actually two. Not sure what they were but I lost sight of them while getting situated. Now this hollow used to have cows fenced in half of it until 10 or so years ago. Since then it has become overgrown. Then 5 years ago it was logged off and we had to redefine what thick means. I have seen deer come into the hollow from the fields and hear them go past my stand and run into the pasture on the other side without catching a glimpse of them the whole time they were in the woods.

So, I had just settled in around 10:45 when I caught movement 25 yards away. It was a small buck. Immediately after I saw it I heard a grunt and saw another buck about to step into one of my few shooting lanes. It was a small 8 point that I quickly decided to let walk. He meandered up through the hollow and disappeared in the brush. I could not relocate the smaller buck, but 20 minutes later he blew out of there. Wind must have betrayed me. Well the mist turned to rain and the rain to sleet and snow and I decided to dry out again and head to my in laws for the evening hunt.

There was a big deer in the middle of a field way off the road on my way there and a small buck eating apples under the tree in their back yard. I headed into the woods and set up in my climber. I soon saw some does enter a field 100 yards away and then a spike walked by inside of 10 yards. I could see a buck chasing does in the field right before dark but I could not tell what he was and none of the deer were interested in coming to my calling. Thus ended my last vacation day to use in archery season.

Luckily I have a pretty flexible job (feeding cows on a large dairy) and bosses that both love to hunt. I worked ahead Wednesday and went in early Thursday morning to get all the groups fresh feed before heading back to my treestand on the farm. (My dad had started getting daylight pictures of the big 9 point in the area the week before.) I was settled in the stand just as it was getting light enough to shoot. At 6:50 a small buck ran down through the pasture behind me. The next deer caught me completely by surprise. At 8:00 a nice buck suddenly appeared out of the thick brush moving towards my only shooting lane. The grass had been frosty on the way in but the woods were deathly quiet and I never heard him coming. He was through the lane and gone before I could even get drawn back or get a better look at him. Was it the big 9? I couldn’t be sure one way or the other but I was afraid I had just blown the only chance I may have at a good buck this year. (Last year I saw one legal buck in shooting range and that was a fleeting glimpse during rifle season. I ended up with a big bowl of tag soup. But you’ll never tag a big one if you put your tag on a smaller one). I tried grunting and using the can estrous bleat to bring him back around but he was gone. I had to get back to work so I climbed down at 9.

Friday was another long “preparation “ day working ahead so I could get in and out quickly in the morning, hunt, and finish the chores mid afternoon Saturday with dad duty taking the place of an evening hunt. I was up at 2 Saturday, fed the cows and showed my buddy to another old faithful tree on my way to my treestand on the farm before first light. By 7 I already received several texts that bucks were chasing does below my buddie’s stand. At 705 I heard a deer walking on the other side of the hollow. When it came into view my heart rate skyrocketed. He was about 120 yards away, yet instantly I knew it was the big 9. A look through my binoculars confirmed it was him. He worked his way from my right to left up through the hollow just sniffing around and feeding. He limped with every step and I remembered my trail camera video from late summer showed him limping badly. I had been concerned he would become coyote bait, yet here he was. Later videos had showed him moving through with no noticeable limp, but recent rutting activity must have aggravated it again. He stood looking up towards the field and I caught movement below my stand a small buck materialized out of the brush and disappeared again. I decided to use my estrous can call and grunt but was a little concerned I might pull the other buck in and have him bust me before the big one could close the distance. Still it seemed like he was about to leave the hollow so I had to try. I gave the can a few turns and mixed in a couple grunts, but it didn’t seem like he heard me. He soon turned and headed back the way he had come and I called to him again. This time I saw his head snap towards me when I grunted. He had definitely heard me. He continued down the hollow then turned and came across the ditch to my side. I had managed to get my heart rate under control after his first appearance, but when he started my way, I lost it again. Deep breathing helped to slow it to a manageable level as he was now out of sight in some thick brush about 80 yards away. I could still hear him taking slow steps but could not see him for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably only 1 or 2. Then I heard him grunt a few times and a steady gate resumed in my direction. My feet and body were positioned for a possible shot and my release was on the string. If he turned on the trail into my shooting lane it would be a 30 yard shot. Instead he emerged from the brush grunting and limping with every step straight towards me. He passed the 30 yard trail and then was inside 20 yards looking straight up the hill towards my tree as he kept coming. I was afraid he might see me, but I had to get drawn back soon or the opportunity would be lost. I struggled a bit to get drawn back with all the bulky clothes and cold muscles, but as I drew he turned to my right at less than 15 yards. Quickly I scanned his path ahead and shifted my position for a possible shot through an 8 inch window in the brush. Somehow I managed to stop him perfectly with a mouth grunt and my arrow was gone. It had a longer vertical path than horizontal one, but it hit him right above the crease and there was instant blood on his shoulder. He looked down through the hollow away from my tree about 45 yards and stopped. I saw him start to sway a bit and then he rolled to the ground, kicked a few times, and it was over. My heart went on a third roller coaster ride for the morning. I couldn’t believe what had just happened! What a classic rut hunt! What a beast! He could have been anywhere within a few miles this morning. Things could have happened differently at any point of the encounter, yet here he was piled up 60 yards away. What a privilege! I called my dad and had him bring my boys to get in on the blood trail. My uncle came too and we celebrated my morning success.

We were able to get a live weight of 192 pounds (155 dressed). I later did a rough score of his antlers at 141 gross and 134 net. There sure aren’t too many like that around here!

From: Rut Nut
15-Nov-17
That's what we like to see Curtis! ;-)

Can't wait to hear the story! : )

Congrats on a magnificent buck!

15-Nov-17
We need a picture from rust 4 brains.

From: Rut Nut
15-Nov-17
OK Pat- quit holding out on us! ;-)

From: rust4brains
15-Nov-17

rust4brains's embedded Photo
rust4brains's embedded Photo
Had a very short, but intense Veteran's Day Sit. This beautiful buck showed up first thing in the morning and after a few hiccups (my stand creaked in the cold when standing up, alerting him and I struggled to find my anchor point with the thicker neck gaiter that I had on), he presented me with a 26 yard slightly quartering away shot. I hit him back a little farther than I expected (and paid the mental price while I sat in my stand reliving the shot for the next 30 minutes), but still caught liver and both lungs for a very short track job. I'm so grateful for the opportunity given on this wonderful buck. Maybe it was the luck of my American Flag hat on Veteran's Day.

From: rust4brains
15-Nov-17

rust4brains's embedded Photo
rust4brains's embedded Photo
Here is a photo of my buck in velvet in August.

15-Nov-17
Congrats Rust!!

From: Rut Nut
16-Nov-17
Pat- Great Buck! Love the tine length. And how appropriate that he appeared on VETERAN'S DAY! ;-) Thanks for sharing the story, and THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE!

Just curious if you were targeting that particular buck, or it just happened to be the first nice buck to present a shot?

From: RC
16-Nov-17
Congrats Pat and Curtis.

From: Rut Nut
16-Nov-17
Great story Curtis! That is interesting about his limp. Isn't it great when a plan comes together?! : )

From: rust4brains
16-Nov-17
Rut, I knew that he was here from the trail cam pic, there is also one bigger that I only have one photo of. He was with my buck in August, he then disappeared. I don't really target deer, just see what's coming around and go with it. I'm not opposed to shooting a smaller, legal deer.

The neighbor told me of a large buck chasing a doe through their yard the Sunday leading into the last week. I checked my trail cam and found that he was in front of that stand for about 10 minutes, then came back past for another 5 minutes. Oh to be able to hunt on Sundays... I hunted that stand most of the week seeing doe and a small fork horn. I was set to shoot a large doe on Thursday evening, only to get busted by another large doe that I didn't see. Glad that I didn't now, might have screwed up the area. This is a different stand, though only about 125 yards from where I shot my buck.

The stand that I shot my buck out of, I hunted twice all season. I left my three main stands alone most of the season, only jumping into then the last two weeks of the season. I was hoping to keep my scent down and the doe around, for Mitchell to try to get on in the October youth firearms season, which he did and was successful on harvesting his first deer.

From: Rut Nut
16-Nov-17
That’s cool Pat! I have never used trailcams, so this stuff is pretty interesting to me.

That’s great Mitch got his first deer! Tell him we said CONGRATS! : )

From: PALongbow
21-Nov-17
Shot a smaller six point on my new land tract in Columbia County the last day of archery season. Passed up some bigger bucks through out the season. It was a really tough season on the east side of PA due to weather and great mast crop.

Ron

21-Nov-17
Congrats Ron!

21-Nov-17
Way to go Ron.

From: PALongbow
21-Nov-17
Thanks guys.

21-Nov-17
Congratulations Ron!.....but....it didn't happen if you don't have a picture! LOL! :-D

From: Treerat
24-Nov-17
It was a seriously slow rut in NE Ohio this year, I did not see one chase, I never heard a grunting buck either. I had a couple good opportunities at mature bucks blew it on a mid 140’s buck Nov 3rd 20 yards, note to self don’t shoot at a buck on high alert, I knew better, oh well he’s still out there, passed a huge buck that came in and bedded 22 yards from me watched him lay there for a good 1/2 hour, he would of been a 150 inch ten but his left side was broken off above the brow, he’s been around a few years, maybe I’ll see him next year, seems like most of the mature bucks in the area I’m hunting get more nocturnal with age and die of old age. Still have till February 4th or 5th to hunt Ohio so maybe I’ll run into the buck that broke the ten points left beam off.

From: Rut Nut
24-Nov-17
Congrats Ron! But I’m with Josh- where’s the pic?! ;-)

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