- Location
- The Conservative part of Ontario
Damn it.
I had to wade into the property, in snow that was better than knee deep in places. I was pretty hot by the time I got in, but, by unzipping the coveralls at the legs for ventilation, I wasn't sweaty at all.
I was using Fogduckers tent blind. I set up under a big cedar tree, in Dumbdawg & Fogduckers back field, so I looked like part of the tree.
The wind was switching around, gusting this way and that. But I settled my but on an old milk crate in the tent, with the windows unzipped just far enough to shoot through with the crossbow.
around 10:00 I saw a doe work her way up across my back path, eating sumac. I kept her around for a bit, with the occasional use of my can call.
She was gone about 10:20.
I needed to take a leak bad, so I walked up the trail a bit to get warm, and took care of that.
When I settled back down in the tent, and I mean almost immediately, I heard the snow crunch, and looked towards Fogducker's bear bait can. Right in front of it, was a deer Looks like a big deer..... Holy #### that's a big deer! Then I saw his head, and easily counted six on my side, he was about sixty yards away, and in thick sumac eating. He was grunting every few minutes, so I tried with my True Talker, to imitate him just softly.
His head snapped up like somebody had hit him, and he looked straight at the tent. I figured I was screwed, but not so. He went back to eating, but now was slowly moving my way, but getting more and more into cover. Last time I saw him, he was within shooting range, but in the thick #### so bad I couldn't risk it.
He looked at the tent again, and just quietly disappeared.
He'll be there for you next year boys. I might get out tomorrow, but I doubt he'll show again.
I had to wade into the property, in snow that was better than knee deep in places. I was pretty hot by the time I got in, but, by unzipping the coveralls at the legs for ventilation, I wasn't sweaty at all.
I was using Fogduckers tent blind. I set up under a big cedar tree, in Dumbdawg & Fogduckers back field, so I looked like part of the tree.
The wind was switching around, gusting this way and that. But I settled my but on an old milk crate in the tent, with the windows unzipped just far enough to shoot through with the crossbow.
around 10:00 I saw a doe work her way up across my back path, eating sumac. I kept her around for a bit, with the occasional use of my can call.
She was gone about 10:20.
I needed to take a leak bad, so I walked up the trail a bit to get warm, and took care of that.
When I settled back down in the tent, and I mean almost immediately, I heard the snow crunch, and looked towards Fogducker's bear bait can. Right in front of it, was a deer Looks like a big deer..... Holy #### that's a big deer! Then I saw his head, and easily counted six on my side, he was about sixty yards away, and in thick sumac eating. He was grunting every few minutes, so I tried with my True Talker, to imitate him just softly.
His head snapped up like somebody had hit him, and he looked straight at the tent. I figured I was screwed, but not so. He went back to eating, but now was slowly moving my way, but getting more and more into cover. Last time I saw him, he was within shooting range, but in the thick #### so bad I couldn't risk it.
He looked at the tent again, and just quietly disappeared.
He'll be there for you next year boys. I might get out tomorrow, but I doubt he'll show again.
