Just got back from deer camp. This was a record year for our group. We had 8 hunters, most with bonus antlerless permits. We got 4 nice mature bucks (one was 240 pounds live weight!) and 4 mature does, and I got one tender and juicy button buck. 5 on Saturday morning, 4 on Sunday morning. The wind on Saturday afternoon kept them all bedded down, so we sat inside and listened to the most unreal Husker game of the season… seriously, 4th and 20 and they went for it? And Ganz ran for it? And got it? Wow.
Mine, which I got Saturday morning, bedded down 30 yards in front of me and sat there for an hour and 15 minutes. I could only see its ears. I decided after a while that if he stood up, I’d take him (I only had an antlerless tag, and not much freezer space… I can justify this all day…). My uncle was on his way back to camp and passed behind me (the deer was in front of me), the deer saw him and got up to leave, and offered me a perfect shot (30 yards, quartering slightly away), and I dropped it on the spot.
It was foggy as all get out on Sunday morning. If they were moving, we couldn’t see them. But at about 9:00, the fog lifted a little bit, and they were suddenly all over the place. Four guys took deer within ten minutes.
By 10:30 Sunday, we had all the deer dressed and loaded into the trucks. We still had 7 antlerless tags to fill, but we decided that we had plenty. It was time to go.
The check station in Dakota City said that they had checked over 250 deer by noon on Sunday, which they said was the best they’d seen in many a year.