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In the backstretch
Here we are on the front side of a winter storm that forecasters are saying may dump 10 inches or more of the unnecessary white stuff on the Michigan turf.
This could potentially knock my deer season down for the count.
Unless a slayer of Bambi is knowledgeable in a deer herding location or favorite feeding target, travel becomes difficult on foot and stealthy attacks once the crust forms on the top layer of snow are pretty much out.
The other side to muzzleloading and late archery and doe seasons is getting partners who can man up in such elements.
Certainly I'm not one to pooh-bah solitary gigs, in fact, I was on one today that would have been much more enjoyable had I not shared the public land tract with two rabbit hunters and who knows how many baying beagles.
A mere five minutes away from the truck was when the first howls bellowed from the parking lot and I knew it would be a fruitless day.
But in my somewhat steady stalk around the grape tangles and sapling and pine thickets, I found little in the way of fresh deer tracks so I suppose it mattered little whether the four-legged pests bayed on or not.
I've been held without a shot in the four muzzleloader forays I've indulged on since the season opened Dec. 5. This isn't odd, just the way it can go during the smokepole season. You might kick up a brute or you just take in the December chill while watching the remaining songbirds flutter among branches of white.
Not upsetting in least really, because if the shot does come, it provides great jolts of excitement from the unexpected.
One of the reasons why I continue to roll out of bed much earlier than I would prefer these final weeks of December.
Taking a deer of any caliber, let alone a giant, is quite an accomplishment now.
I've taken both doe and buck in year's past during muzzleloader and it puts a nice capper on the year.
I did have a decent Sanilac County hunt planned for Sunday, Dec. 21, the final day, but it's too early to tell whether the snow will keep me inside the warm confines of the house.
The buddy I would join up with on his farm has food plots and modern stands to sit in so I was rather wanting to give it a go.
Wait and see.
This could potentially knock my deer season down for the count.
Unless a slayer of Bambi is knowledgeable in a deer herding location or favorite feeding target, travel becomes difficult on foot and stealthy attacks once the crust forms on the top layer of snow are pretty much out.
The other side to muzzleloading and late archery and doe seasons is getting partners who can man up in such elements.
Certainly I'm not one to pooh-bah solitary gigs, in fact, I was on one today that would have been much more enjoyable had I not shared the public land tract with two rabbit hunters and who knows how many baying beagles.
A mere five minutes away from the truck was when the first howls bellowed from the parking lot and I knew it would be a fruitless day.
But in my somewhat steady stalk around the grape tangles and sapling and pine thickets, I found little in the way of fresh deer tracks so I suppose it mattered little whether the four-legged pests bayed on or not.
I've been held without a shot in the four muzzleloader forays I've indulged on since the season opened Dec. 5. This isn't odd, just the way it can go during the smokepole season. You might kick up a brute or you just take in the December chill while watching the remaining songbirds flutter among branches of white.
Not upsetting in least really, because if the shot does come, it provides great jolts of excitement from the unexpected.
One of the reasons why I continue to roll out of bed much earlier than I would prefer these final weeks of December.
Taking a deer of any caliber, let alone a giant, is quite an accomplishment now.
I've taken both doe and buck in year's past during muzzleloader and it puts a nice capper on the year.
I did have a decent Sanilac County hunt planned for Sunday, Dec. 21, the final day, but it's too early to tell whether the snow will keep me inside the warm confines of the house.
The buddy I would join up with on his farm has food plots and modern stands to sit in so I was rather wanting to give it a go.
Wait and see.
posted by Mac Arnold at
9:43 PM
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