In an attempt to steer this discussion back to the question, “Are the glory days of deer hunting over?” I decided to look at something more concrete than nostalgia or perception—my hunting logs from the past three seasons. Numbers don’t tell the whole story, but they do give a grounded place to start.
2023–24 Season
I logged 128 hours in the field that year, including 27 hours guiding seniors and adult hunters through Field to Fork (F2F) events.
- Personal hunts: 101 hours over 30 days, 21 deer seen
- F2F events: 27 hours, 47 deer seen
- Total sightings: 69 deer
That breaks down to:
- 1 deer every 1.84 hours across the season
- 1 deer every 4.8 hours on personal hunts
- 1 deer every 0.57 hours during F2F events
2024–25 Season
I spent 200 hours hunting, with 159 hours on personal hunts and 41 hours in F2F events.
- Personal hunts: 24 deer
- F2F events: 56 deer
- A nine-day stretch (Nov 16–25) produced zero deer sightings
- Total deer sightings: 80 deer
Season averages worked out to:
- 1 deer every 2 hours overall
- 1 deer every 6.6 hours during personal hunts
- 1 deer every 0.73 hours during F2F
2025–26 Season
This past season I logged 198 hours in the field, with 159 hours of personal hunting.
- Personal hunts: 76 deer
- F2F events: 33 deer seen over 39 hours
- Total deer sightings: 109
Which averages out to:
- 1 deer every 1.71 hours overall
- 1 deer every 2.1 hours during personal hunts
- 1 deer every 1.2 hours during F2F
So… Are the Glory Days Gone?
In my opinion—no.
I primarily hunt in a county with naturally low deer densities and low harvest rates, so my expectations are calibrated accordingly. Sure, I get the chance to take new hunters onto some truly exceptional properties—hundreds or thousands of acres—where deer can pour into food plots in small waves. But those experiences, as memorable as they are, aren’t the norm. Most of my sightings come one or two deer at a time, and that’s perfectly fine with me.
What counts as “glory days” varies from hunter to hunter. It might be:
- High deer harvest numbers
- Older-age-class bucks
- Frequent harvest opportunities
- Quality time introducing new hunters
- Hunting with family & friends
- Or simply time outdoors
For me, it’s a blend of all these things.
Golden ages never last forever. Land development, habitat loss, predators, disease pressures like EHD and CWD, and shifting cultural attitudes will all continue to shape the future of hunting. Aging plays its role, too. My days of shimming up a tree and sitting on a limb are behind me. Eventually, even 20-foot ladder stands will give way to 5–10 foot box blinds and ground blinds. Already the crossbow is starting to replace the compound.
And when those days come, it won’t mean my golden age ended. It will simply mean it has shifted.
Because as long as I can spend time outdoors, share the experience with new hunters, and watch the woods come alive—the glory days are still unfolding.