I am an avid hunter and extremely love the outdoors. Well I took this buck off a state forestry in southern Indiana. Besides the intense hunting pressure from other hunters and with the deer in full rut things were going slow. I hunted different stand locations due to the changing of wind, and lack of seeing deer became a bit discouraging.
I was very persistent and determined that the deer were there and it was time to start hunting the thickets and leave the scrapes and rub lines alone. The more hunting pressure a big buck receives, the less frequent he will hit a old scrape and start checking scrapes from down wind.
Well I took this buck on November 19, 2009. On that Thursday evening I decided to not hunt over the scrapes, but instead hunt the edge of a bluff that over looked a hardwoods flat that led to the bottom of a holler. To my right was a big thicket from where the state cut timber 4 years ago. The wind was coming from south which was in my favor. Well 4:30 I saw a doe coming from down the holler and headed straight for the thicket. She got within 75 yards of the thicket.
I heard a grunt on the inside of the thicket!!!! I knew then he had to of smelled her and she was in estrous. I gave a grunt back on my Primos grunt/snort wheeze. I then heard a grunt back... I waited a minute or two which seemed an hour... and nothing, I decided it was time to try a snort wheeze... oh boy all I heard was breaking sticks and bushes!!! My heart was a beating, talk about cardiac encounters. The buck came out, threw his head up ears back and locked it up dead in his tracks. You could tell that snort wheeze put him in a fighting mood. I took a deep breath and placed the scope on my T/C Triumph right behind the front shoulder. Boom... smoke filled the air. The buck ran 15 yards and crashed.
I thank God for the opportunity for every hunt that I have ever been on. Important things I have learned are time, patience, and being persistent is the key to a successful hunt.