I couldn't make the goose opener on Tuesday but the boys had a full blind and had a 6 man limit on the ground by 7am and it included one banded bird from Labrador Canada.
Wednesday found our crew out in the woods chasing deer. My son and I hunted state land and he let 3 does walk looking for a buck. Most of the shooting we heard occurred before 8:30am. Bubba shot a nice little spike buck on Private land and Busch Pilot took a doe.
Thursday found me in the office and my son in school while the boys hit the goose blind with a few new faces where they once again ended the morning with a limit of geese and 4 banded birds from Labrador Canada.
Friday it rained hard and once again I was in the office - I have 4 days vacation coming up so I couldn't take any more time off, while Bubba and Busch Pilot fought the wind and rain and chased ducks and geese.
Saturday my son, daughter and I were back out on state land chasing deer. For the first Saturday of the season it was really quiet. Too quiet. It could have had something to do with the high winds which were blowing a consistent 20mph and gusting damn near 40. We heard a few shots way off in the distance early and that was about it. Around 9am, we were cold and needed a walk so off we went. We were working around the thickets making a big loop around and through them when my son hit the ground and whispered deer. I had never seen them or heard them until I caught a deer butt on top of a knoll. My son said they were in the thick brush about 30 yards from us, and I never even saw them. My daughter said one was a buck, so I took out the doe in a can call and played soem sweet music. Sure enough I caught some movement through the brush and could see deer legs coming our way. Still couldn't see the deer though but knew it had to be a buck. No one could see it in the thick brush, but I could catch his legs as I was laying flat on the ground. So I hit the can some more and saw those legs move closer to us. I told my daughter that if she has a shot to take it, but she still couldn't see him and the deer was less then 25 yards away. My son was about 10 feet to our right and he couldn't see him either. He wanted my daughter to shoot but gave him the okay if he had a shot. It seemed like 20 minutes but it was only about 2 before I saw the legs turn to my right and I told Brendan to get on him. My daughter and I still had lots of brush in our way and could only see parts of the deer but he must have stepped into an opening because I heard my son bleat at him, the deer stopped and the Remington 11-87 barked. My daughter excitedly said, holy crap I just saw you shoot him in the shoulder through my scope. We walked over to where the deer was and had great blood so my daughter and son took up the lead and fought through the thicket to find a nice little spike buck piled up less then 30 yards away.
Bubba and Busch Pilot hit the goose blind Saturday morning with the kids and limited out once again. No jewelry though.
Sunday we spent the day processing deer and making all kinds of tasty venison treats like Sausage, bolonga and hot dogs. It was a busy week with plenty of happy hunters and delicious food in our freezer from natures Pantry.
Hope everyone is having a safe and successful hunting season and we wish everyone a very Happy Thanksgiving!