Not going to lie. I’ve poured blood, sweat and “years” into my place for big deer. Lots of other good things have come from it but that’s the motivation. When I don’t shake like a dog $hitting razor blades after drilling a big buck I’m done with habitat work and buying a bigger boat.
Very blessed to have this place and realize geography won’t let many do what we do. I count every deer taken here as my accomplishment. Like others I’m to the point I like seeing a brother, son or the right friend connect more than connecting myself.
Bought the place from two brothers that hunted it hard with friends, lots of friends. They sold to go to Iowa where the big deer live. That puzzled me because they left a shed full of basket racks just capped off behind, some still had tags on them. We never killed A buck for 3 years Just to let them get some age structure.
I wish I could bring them back now. They would probably be pissed at me.....
a once clean and tidy farm is now an overgrown mess.
trampledbyturtles hit a nerve. Ma nature has put the smack down on me many times. This year is the worst bean crop I’ve ever had. Must have germinated and got real dry and the deer are hammering what few plants survived. In the past I’d loose sleep over it. Not any more, I’ll just try something else for the fall.
I got to watch this guy feeding in my weedy, stressed, over browsed beans this evening. He’s why I do it even I don’t get to shoot him.