Well I just hate being right but, as it turns out … I am. The big buck reports have really started to roll in.
Seems those big boys are in the mood for love all of a sudden. Whether or not the ladies are ready, I'm not sure. But, if you're a deer hunter, being in the woods is a necessity right now.
I ventured out on my first hunt of the year earlier this week and, if there ever was an old saying to describe my hunt, it would definitely be in the right place at the right time.
I arrived in the swampy woods just southeast of Erie and was tucked into my tree by 3 in the afternoon. I got settled in for the evening and had high hopes, as the timber had been left alone for the whole season.
Well, some 20 minutes into my sit, I pull out the old reliable grunt tube and try my best to imitate the sound of a buck running a doe. I either hit it just right, or this dude was deaf, but whatever the reason, just a minute later, I'm face to snout with a beautiful 10-point buck.
This ol' boy was ticked off, too, looking for a fight and thrashing small trees as he approached. At some 9 yards, he got more than he bargained for, as the rage broadhead found its way through his ribcage, and that, as we say, "was all she wrote."
This fine Whitetail ended field dressing at 202 pounds, and sported 10 perty darn even points. Just a great animal.
Man, I almost felt guilty taking that buck. I mean, deer hunting successfully with a bow and arrow usually is a ton of work. So days like this one are like a breath of fresh air. Generally, success comes only after scouting and shooting and preparing. Heck, the only preparing I did this year was pack my backpack. I have paid plenty of dues, though, so I will take it.
Like I said before, the reports are starting to roll in, and it should only get better from here. My buck, while swollen around the neck, was still covered in fat, indicating that the rut is not in full swing yet. A whitetail buck can lose 30 to 40 percent of its body weight during the rut chasing the ladies around. A great diet plan, if you ask me.
This week, a good buddy of mine, Cheyenne Voss from Erie, hit it big in the deer woods. Take a look at the picture above. What a tremendous deer we got right here. Now last year, Cheyenne scored on a absolute monster deer, and by the looks of things, he's got this thing figured out. This here nine-pointer is just plain old fantastic. Congrats to old Cheyenne and, who knows, the season's young. Maybe there's another monster to come.
So, I haven't forgot about the Rock River. No, not one bit. One thing that hopping in a tree and smacking a big buck will do for me is push me right back to the river. The water temps on the Rock are still hovering in the mid-40s, and the channel cat bite is strong. This week, I also got my first accidental walleye of the season, and had reports of a strong sauger bite, as well. I guess what I'm saying is that there is just a ton of great stuff going on out there right now.
No excuse to be indoors. Get outside and live a little this weekend, all.