So not really sure where my mind set really is at. Its been a very bitter sweet season and impacted by COVID like other aspects of our lives.
Just a quick background, I have my 85 year old Father living on my farm and he is in poor health. So COVID is not joke and we have been very cautious to prevent any exposure to my Dad. That said, had a great friend that hunts with us opening weekend contract it and had to withdraw from coming up. As I went through the short list of people to invite, it was very different than our normal tradition.
I knew opening weekend would be quite different for us, based on all the dead does and fawns I found in the spring. Over 30 scattered on about 200 acres. The vast majority were antlerless which raises many questions on why. Had this been a typical disease, I would have found many more bucks in proportion to the amount of does. I omitted to contact the DNR as I have no faith in the WI deer management plan. Its ran like a massive cookie jar being passed around a massive room filled of people.Starts out looking full and plenty for all. Everyone gets to reach in and take all they want. As the jar moves to the rear of the group, it suddenly goes empty and many are left with nothing because of the greed of those that took handfuls.
Additionally two other factors came into play. Neighbor to the south of me enrolled his land into a public access program. Neighbor to the East, passed away and the land was sold. He gave no-one permission to hunt it and many know the land is “vacant”.
So here is how our season played out, (For non-WI hunters, group or Party hunting is legal with certain restrictions found on the WI DNR website)
In the dark about 20 minutes before legal shooting time, the Orange warriors started. Unlike any year I experienced I was dumbfounded by the insane amount of rapid fire shots ripping through the woods beneath our field. A rapid string of 3 to 5 shots, then another shooter rattling off a string of 4 or 5. As light came upon us and visibility increased, things just got worse. I watched a few does and fawns walk out of our sanctuary and into the neighboring woods…..about 1 to 2 minutes later anywhere from 4 to a dozen shots range out. Then the nightmare. A doe crossing my field dragging its entire rear end. A fawn dragging a leg….another fawn all hunched up from obvious gut shot…..
We spot a mature buck that looks like its hiding in our tree planting among the pines. A clear shot ‘ BBD!
Few minutes later, another quality buck is walking into the rear of our tree planting and stops to look around – Boom BBD #2
We take care of the 2 bucks to get them chilled down and now have a few lurking questions….to be explained later
The nightmare continues to see injured deer over the next couple days at a rate that I have never seen before.
We take a pause to butcher and find ourselves just sick. Buck #1 I kew had been gut shot when we dressed it out. Skinning it proved to be even worse. 3 bullet holes in the stomach, a broadhead had previously passed through far back intestines, 1 shot grazed through front shoulder (flesh wound) This deer was so infected from the broadhead gut shot that we lost all the meat.
Buck #2 – about same sond second verse. Bullet holes everywhere EXCEPT in the vitals. However, this buck had been attacked from coyotes or a dogs. Both hind legs were filled with bite marks from the lower leg to up its back and a few on the neck. Pockets of puss everywhere – no chance of us eating this one either.
Monday and Tues werer both very slow days. Very liuttle shooting in the area and we saw nearly nothing.
Then we played the third verse of the 2020 nightmare song. 11 shots ripped out and a minute or two later I hear something that is between a grunt and something puking in the trees below me. Moment later I see a big bodied deer with a small half rack standing all hunched up, Mercy kill. I get down to take a look and figuring Ill see someone in the neighbors woods looking for the deer. No one. Empty- vacant, not a soul, blank, void. Unreal that no one is making an effort to find this deer. I sit for a few hours in anticipation of someone walking up or coming to the house to recover their deer. No one. Well, no way in hell this animal is going to waste. We took it. Of coarse, 1 shot in the hind leg, 2 shots to the rear guts, and my mercy shot to its heart.
Done – we quit. Since I seem to be surrounded with greedy competitive A-holes that are just “Point-n-spray”, it makes no sense to me to kill another deer here when the population is already on a major down swing from an unknown cause and these jerks just carelessly wounding deer.
Have we really sunk this low as a hunting community? Have the ethics that were drilled in our heads as kids changed? When did people get educated to be so competitive and greedy that nothing else matters? Is this the future? I know every hunter at some point with make a less than desireable shot and lose a deer. Im realistic and know that. I’ve lost a few over the last 40 years and I get it. But at this level the jar will be empty and we will pay the price.
BTW, you know how much salt is poured on the wound when you pull trail cams and see deer with holes in them? Here is Rudolph. I had 2 fork bucks out by me every day. Rudolph and Fireball because that fought every day. My stand is uphill of this trail cam. I saw the exit wound as he hobble by. Here is the entry wound. Assuming shot by a road hunter in my sanctuary.
Today, I have come to the conclusion that I have cared too much, always felt happy for others’ success, and have spent way too much $$$ on putting back to the habitat. I’m done. I have no faith in humanuty. I’ve planted 30K trees on this land to produce more acorns, hazelnuts, berries,,,,,, thats enough. Standing crops for winter, food plots…..DONE. The DNR can figure it out and obviously knows that handing out a crap load of doe tags is the solution. Well, if you find this what deer hunting should be, I’ll most likely be considering lease options. I have no interest in this anymore