Tennessee Hunting Photos & Stories

Every hunter likes to share stories about their experiences afield and many hunters like to hear these stories. The Photos & Stories section of BigGameHunt.net (BGH) allows hunters to share their hunting adventures in the form of stories and photos. Please feel free to browse, read, and contribute to this section of BGH.
A Couple of Classic Misses
Ed T.

I have missed my share of deer throughout the years, heck, maybe even more than my share. However, I have been lucky enough though to have collected four of the six biggest bucks that I've ever seen in the woods. (It does make me wonder about the biggest bucks that saw me  without my seeing them, though.) I do also have had a few misses that still, years later, I can not even come close to explaining how or why I missed, but I also have a few rather interesting and funny ones I'd like to share that were finally "explained".

I Love it When a Plan Comes Together
Ed T.

Seems we plan and plan and then plan some more as our deer seasons get closer. Once they are upon us though, we simply need to go with the flow, as the saying goes. Perhaps you scouted and placed a stand in a very special location, two weeks before  the start of the season. But when you arrive the day before the gun opener with camper in tow you see a couple of trucks parked near your stand site.

Paul's River Buck
James R Jones

Paul's call came on one of the final weekends of Tennessee's 2006 general season, when thousands of rifle hunters would be out making a last search for their winter's venison. We decided to head to River Bottoms the next morning. Paul and I headed for our treestands well before daylight, we could see plenty of whitetail sign in the 4 inches of fresh snow covering the ground. We would give these final days his best effort. Despite the late-November cold, we were truly loving the early-morning vigil as the world awakened around us.

The Contest Continues: Me and Mr TV Buck Part 3
James R. Jones

A chill hovered in the afternoon air as I silently followed the wandering creek to my favorite spot in the bottoms, in only a few short weeks, fall's frosty breath had transformed the surrounding woodlands from summer green to a cool fall brown. All around me the damp ground sank beneath me. Soon I dropped into the streambed, easing carefully along a fallen cottonwood, slick with moisture. Wet gravel crunched softly beneath my rubber-bottom boots as I forded the shallow creek and eased up the far bank, stepping into the brushy tangle beyond.

May Not Seem Like Something Big
Ed T.

To a seasoned whitetail hunter the buck portrayed in that picture accompanying this tale might not seem like a big deal. But to my fine son in law, his brother in law and this father in law to both, it was certainly something darn special to us. I have two wonderful daughters, full grown and beautiful women now. As chance might have it, neither seemed to care much for my hunting and that was always fine with me. They are individuals and were raised to be so.

Rookie and Tactical Patience Part 2: My TV Buck or is he?
James R. Jones

My Army buddy Paul and I had been on the prowl trying to find Mr TV Buck after my encounter with him a couple years back. Today was December 22, 2009, we had about a month before our Afghanistan deployment so we knew we didnt have many more chances left this season to tag and bag him.

Could it be so?
Ed T.

Reading another story here had given me the urge to share my own simple tale as well. I was lucky enough to have had a very nice area of about 150 acres here in north central Tennessee to hunt as often and as much as I wanted, undisturbed by other hunters, except those I brought with me. This area held a good number of deer and deer sightings were numerous, but not a lot of big bucks were normally seen.
 

R&R Plus Deer Hunting Equals Therapy
James R Jones

October R&R, the best vacation ever. I am deployed to a remote Combat Outpost in the Mountains of Eastern Afghanistan. About the nicest way I can describe it as a hard and rugged corner of the world, very inhospitable for sure. To drive the point home just as I typed that last sentence and dotted the period at the end of that sentence.  Our base started receiving indirect mortar fire from our local taliban friends across the mountain. True story, I did not add that in for dramatic effect.

Hunting with Dad
Ed T.

I suppose it all started when I was about 10 years old and became absolutely enthralled with all the stories in the hunting magazines my uncles (actually my Dad's uncles) gave me. I poured for hours over all the Outdoor Life, Sports Afield, and Field and Stream magazines I could get my hands on. I would even purchase or grab any unwanted older issues, even several years old, to read.

What Makes a Successful Hunt?
Ed T.

What makes a hunt a successful one? Do you have to harvest to make it a memorable one? Do you have to travel far from home to make any hunt a special one? Or does seeing someone within your party experience something special mean enough to call a hunt a resounding success!!? Well, I will have to say that I want to be successful (harvest an animal) as much as the next fella, but I've come to realize that success in hunting is not only judged by adding another head on the wall.