Young Blood

December 30th, 2006

Wes Jr.jpgI’ve been deer hunting for six years now. Prior to this hunt I’ve taken four bucks and five antlerless deer. Having already filled my two doe tags in the early archery season, I told myself this year I was going to hold out for a trophy to hang my buck tag on and let the little bucks walk.

 

On December 28th, I got the chance to hook up with Dave Voisey of “Heart Of The Outdoors” for an evening muzzleloader hunt. I normally hunt with my father but since he had already filled his buck tag, he was going to hunt another stand and try to harvest a doe for the freezer. The plan was for Dave to try and get me on film shooting the trophy I had been dreaming of. On this evening the plan came together!

 

Shortly after 3:00 p.m. Dave, my dad, and myself geared up and headed for the woods. Dave and I were hunting in a tree where he had positioned two stands. One for the camera that he would be running and the other for myself. We had only been settled in the stand for about ten minutes when the buck appeared. Right away I knew this was the one I’d been waiting for. As he came walking towards us he stopped behind a tree for what seemed like eternity. Finally he came out and presented the shot. Dave said he was on the buck with the camera and I had a nice 60 yard broadside shot. After the smoke cleared from my muzzleloader I saw the buck go about 10 to 15 yards and go down. I had finally taken the buck I’d been looking for.

 

After a long celebration with Dave and my dad and about a dozen calls on the cell phone, we had a big photo shoot and loaded the deer up on the gator and headed back for the truck.

 

The buck has 8 points with a 17 inch inside spread and 5 inch bases and gross scores 123.5 inches. I already have my standards set high for the 2007 Ohio season.

 

Wesley England

Smoke in’ Pole

December 30th, 2006
Bens Dad.jpgIt took a old fashioned deer drive to get this boy moving. Zach and I pushed this bruiser to dad who literally took the legs out from under the deer. It’s been a long time coming but dad now had true trophy. the deer field dressed weighed 213 lbs. and rough scores 157″. Thank you Lord for a blessed day. 
Ben Steiger

Southern Colorado Mulies!

December 21st, 2006

Chris Mule deer.jpg 
“I must have died and went to MULE DEER HEAVEN “ This was my thought as I glassed up 9 bucks all in 1 bachelor heard on the first morning of my 2006 Colorado muzzleloader Mule deer hunt. It was early September and I was pumped up about the opportunity to take a trophy mule deer.

We had got a late start that morning, but I’m glad we did.

As we drove to the area we that would be hunting, the sun slowly began to give light as the shadows disappeared all the critters just mysteriously began to appear I was awestruck at the amount of game we were seeing Mule deer, antelope and elk down every road we would turn.

 “Look at those bull elk!” Stoney may camera man hollered we stopped the truck and just checked out 2 340 class bull as they made their way from the lush alfalfa fields of the river bottoms to

It was just a few miles further up the canyon til we had to jam the brakes to keep from hitting a group of muley does. After just a few minutes we had made it to our stop start point, stop the truck start the hike up the mountain Steve call a butte. After a few miles and a few million cactus later we found our selves on a vantage point where we could see for what seemed to be to the edge of the earth. So we set up and started glassing. Immediately I spotted 2 bucks, then just as those seemed to appear so did several others at first just 1 more, then 2 more, then 3 more and then  well  we were looking at 9 mature muley bucks in a bachelor herd.  While I’m checking out these mules I’m thinking to myself “this is going to a slam dunk!” Little did we know it was going to get a little tougher than we first had thought? We wound up losing this herd and moving to a different piece of ground about 30 miles away. This is when it got exciting! The second morning we parked the truck by the gate made a 1 ½ mile hike up to a high butte to glass the river bottoms, and there they were 5 mature bucks all over 150” just grazing with there heads down. So now we’re thinking IT’S ON!” Here they come,” Straight to the truck? If we had stayed in the truck we would have had a 50-yard shot. I couldn’t believe it. But they jumped the fence and kept heading our way. “Here they come get ready” Steve said they’re heading right up to the draw beside us.

 BUSTED!!!  What happened? Who knows movement, scent I don’t know. At this point I’m a little frustrated. . Well we spent the next 3 days glassing & climbing glassing & climbing, glassing & climbing up canyons & buttes looking for those bucks. The forth day as we were driving out to go check out another spot I looked back into the butte one last time and spotted a small 3 x 3. We knew that if 1 was there they were all there. So we started glassing from the truck “ There a good buck!” I said softly

So we dropped off stoney the cameraman 150 yards. As he bailed out of the truck he hide behind a cedar tree just off the side of the 2 tracks. We drove the truck out of sight of the bucks and doubled back trying to stay out of sights. Stoney could see the deer, but we couldn’t so we were going real slow & easy. We made the spot we last saw the bucks and started glassing “There’s horns!” That’s all I could see was horns. One –Two-Three-Four-Five sets of horns, all of them shooters. I couldn’t shoot because they were lined up broadside like 5 ducks in a row and they were getting a little fidgety. The jig was almost up then “Look, look on the left another buck shoot him!” Steve says under his voice

I turn and drop to 1 knee to use my shooting sticks; I steadied the iron sights on his shoulder and KABOOM! The Thomson Center barked out.   What a hunt! That’s how you do a  Colorado drive by.

 I had seen more game in 4  days here in Colorado than anywhere else I’d seen in my life. I will be back to hunt with Steve at Southern Colorado Outfitters again I guarantee it!

 
Chris Halsey

    

 
 

Luck passes by…. Again!

December 20th, 2006
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Well it was opening morning of Indiana’s gun season and three days prior I slipped into this spot and hung my Lone Wolf treestand in the rain to keep the scent down.  The fog coming off the river made it impossible to use any type of lights on the boat, so I just hugged the river bank in my War Eagle untill I found my tie up point on the Wabash.  Once in my stand the fog burned off right after daylight and a small spike started working the thicket to my left.  I had been  watching him for about 10 min. and spraying Doc.’s 249 hoping he wouldn’t get downwind of me when I spotted a small sapling swaying back and forth.  Just when I was wondering what was destroying this helpless tree I heard footsteps up the ridge to my right.  I looked to see a large doe trotting my way at about 25yrds.  Then I spotted a massive set of wide horns right under my tree passing behind me.  I reached for my T/C Omega and turned to the other side of the tree just in time for him to stop to look at the doe up the ridge.  When I shot he took off in the smoke but I had a good feeling about it.  After about a 30min. wait I took up the blood trail still not knowing exactly how big this deer was, since it happend so fast, but I knew he was a obvious shooter.  After a short trailing job I found my monster submerged in the creek with only his rump showing.  I pulled him out and then realized this was the most massive deer I had ever taken body or antler mass.  He field dressed over 200lbs and had a 21.5″ inside spread with mass you couldn’t get your fingers around at the base.  Thanks Doc.’s for a dandy 9 pointer.
      Fred Spencer

Hammer Time!

December 19th, 2006

Dave TC Buck.jpgDecember first brought the cold air Ohio Shot gun season needed. We headed to a cut bean field where the farmer we have been working with agreed to leave 5 acres of standing beans.  With Heart of the Outdoors President Ben Seiger behind the camera we waited in the frigid cold for our plan to finally come together. A half hour before sunset I got movement of this awesome deer heading its way to the field. As I prepared for the shot I waited while this buck ate safely behind the row of trees that divided us. I thought he would never lift his head out of those beans but when he finally did he headed our way.

The approach was heart pounding. He stopped at a scrape got up on his hind legs and tangled his rack in the branches. The site of this buck pawing out this scrape was too good to be true. With the go-ahead from Ben I shot this buck with my Thompson Center and was pleased to finally meet up face to face with this awesome Ohio Buck 

Dave Voisey

Field of Dreams

December 18th, 2006

Tim 12 Point.jpgOn I went to one of my favorite stands, the deer bed on the other property in a large CRP field and then get up and cross through a gateway and come over on the property I hunt to feed at night. I got in the stand about 2:30 this evening and almost immediately noticed movement in the CRP field. It was a nice 8 point that I had videoed earlier in the season and a really nice 12 point I had seen twice so far but never close enough for a shot. The two bucks wandered around out in the field for a couple of hours and joined up with a 5 point buck. The three bucks started working my way slowly, finally the 8 point and the 5 point made their way through the gateway and walked right past me at 20 and 30 yards, as they walked on by I knew the 12 point who was dragging along behind would come through the gate sometime. Finally he reached the opening and stood there surveying the surroundings, when he started to come through he started trotting towards the other two bucks, he slowed to a walk and paused for a moment, when he did I swung the video camera around on the swingarm and drew my bow, he took a couple of  steps and when he paused again I released my arrow. I followed my Lumenok to what looked like a good shot, it was a little back but angling forward. The three bucks ran across the wheat field to another CRP field, I then lost sight of them. I got down and checked my arrow and found it was covered from end to end with good red blood. Not wanting to bump him, I elected to spend the longest night of my life and leave him lay over night.                                                                                                                                                                                                   I knew he made it to the CRP field so in the morning my Dad, Bill Chenoweth and friend Rob Penewit came out to help me find him. When they got there Rob and myself got in the back of my 4 wheel drive truck for a better vantage point and had Dad drive us through the CRP field to look for my buck. On the first pass through the field I spotted my buck laying just past where I saw them go in the night before. He’s a really nice 12 point that’s going to gross in the 150’s. It was a great hunt, I got to watch him for almost 4 hours and videoed him in the field most of that time, get the shot on camera by myself and then to have my Dad and best friend Rob being there to help me find him was great.

Tim Chenoweth 

Frosty in Kansas.

December 15th, 2006

Burrrr!  Man Kansas can get cold!  That’s right, down right chilly….. So chilly ice was forming off my beard!  But lucky for us we had a Bouble Bull blind to hide behind, and that broke most of the Norhtern winds.  My cameraman, Joe Hartly, and I took turns shivering.  The truck thermostat read 5 degrees when we shut the doors & walked a half a mile to the blind in 12″ of snow.

As the day broke, and I was sleeping, Joe woke me with a “Bug Buck” alert and we both watched as a huge buck cruzed throught my shooting lanes.  The light was too dark for the camera, so the buck walked off and my trigger finger started going through spasms….. You know the uncontrolable twitching we all have from time to time in our leading index.

Just as the sun started to break over the rise,  a glimpse of a few does broke the ice forming in my brain…. And guess who was strolling behind!  That’s right, Mr Big.  With camera rolling and my TC sporting a new E. Author Brown custon 6.5 BRM barrel, things were starting to happen.  All I needed was a few more seconds of footage and clear shooting lane…..and bingo!  This huge, thick necked Kansas giant was down!  If you’re looking to hunt KS check out www.kansasmonsters.com   and if you’re looking for barrels for your TC check out www.eabco.com  and tell then Heath Painter sent you.

 Heath KS 11 Point.jpg

 

Ohio Giant!

December 15th, 2006

Larry Oh Buck.jpgOne night at church, a good friend of mine approached me with some trailcam photos and asked me if this buck was shooter….. “A SHOOTER” I said!  This thing is a monster!  To make a long story short, ony a few days later Larry had this Ohio giant only twenty yards from his stand!  One well placed shot put this bigboy down! 

ILL. Monster!

December 15th, 2006

Well, what can I say…..  I had some real monster bucks within range, but I guess they ripped me to shreds!  They kicked butt & took names!  But, the other Bounty Hunter Team Members out in Ill. had a different story, and here it is…..

Eric Ill Bow Buck.jpgFinally, after 5 days behind the camera for show host Heath Painter I got to get in front of it with a bow in my hand.  It was the first full week of Nov. during the rut, so we knew anything could happen.  The wind wasn’t right for our original stand choice, so we went with plan B.  This stand was on a wooded ridge between a CRP feild and a large pond.  The deer were using it as a travel corridor between the corn feild and the bedding area.  So we doctored up our boots with Doc.’s and made the hike in.  We wasn’t on stand very long before I heard the sound of something walking through the leaves on the ridge behind me.  I had just turned to look when Heath said “Here comes a doe with a good buck on her tail.”   I barely had time to glass him before they were at 30 yards, and by the time I had my bow ready the doe was at 10 and the buck was at 22.  After moving my binoculars and coming to full draw with the doe at spitting distance i was able to lean out and make a perfect shot.   The buck didn’t go 60yrds.  I was pumped and couldn’t wait to get out of the tree.   After a long 30 min. wait we made it to him and I reallized I had just shot my oldest whitetail buck ever.   This 250 lb, blond buck was estimated to be 9.5 yrs old and in my book a real trophy.  And best of all I got to share all of this with a good friend.

Eric McCowen

Eric TC Buck.jpg

After watching two good bucks in the area a week before, while bowhunting, I relocated my stand setup.  Then when the wind was right one cold afternoon during our second gun season I climbed up and settled in early for what turned out to be a unforgetable afternoon.  I wasn’t on stand for about 20 min. when I started seeing deer.  Some young bucks and several does started coming out into the corn stalks.  After intensely watching a young buck make a scrape and start to chase some does I caught something move out of the corner of my eye.  As I turned slowly to look my heart skipped a beat when I saw this joker standing at 35yrds and walking out into the field to check doe’s.  He had snuck in on me and was standing down wind, luckily the Doc.s scent was working.  By the time I had stopped shaking and got the Encore steadied up he was at 75yrds and quarting away from me.  I put the cross hairs on the last rib and squeezed.  He didn’t go 10yrds and I was about ready to jump out of the tree.  After climbing down and getting too him I realized that I just shot one of the biggest deer of my life.

Eric McCowen

Freds Ill Bow Buck.jpg   It was the first morning of a two week vacation and the wind was finally right for the spot we named the hallway.  The northwest wind at 3-5 mph with a heavy frost and 19 degrees was perfect, and with it being the first week of Nov. with the rut on, anything can happen.  We climbed into our stands about 45 mins. before shooting light and by daybreak had a racoon swimming in the creek below us.   Then it started, cameraman Ray Hughes spotted two bucks at the other end of the draw sparring and working the other way.  I quickly pulled out the River Valley grunt call and gave a few grunts and that was all the larger buck needed to hear.  He turned and started walking towards our pinch point setup with hair all bristled up.  As he got closer we could see just how much mass he had so I grabbed my bow and tried not to get to pumped just yet.  But when he stopped where we put out Doc’s dominant buck urine and made two scrapes at 25 yards in some brush,  I counted 12 points and there was no holding back at this point.  So after what seemed like an eternity he stepped out at 15 yards for a picture perfect shot.  The arrow flew true and after running about 20 yards my Illinois monster laid down and died on camera.  To be safe we gave him the longest 30 mins. of my life before climbing down.  To wrap my fingers around those massive horns was a dream come true.

Freddy Spencer

 

Windy Day Buck

December 15th, 2006

Heath OH Buck.jpgHigh winds, warm weather, and a uncontrolable desire to get out into the treestand was the story on Oct. 28th here in Ohio.  I had been on the road filming out West and this was my first sit in a treestand for the year.  Cameraman Dave Voisey expressed his concerns about being able to film and hang on at the same time….. And hang on we did! Every few seconds, a strong gust would nearly blow us out of the stand.  Lucky we had on out Hunter Safety Systems!  Towards evening, the winds started to lay down and I started rattling.  Moments later, a big buck lurked in the thick brush only twenty yards away. Dave struggled to find the deer in the camera…… But at the moment of truth, both Dave and my Gold Tip arrow found the mark.  This big cornfed buck made my first sit a good one!