Just got back from a week at the cabin. My grandson Kyle and his dad Glen were able to come for the weekend, as Kyle has a Youth Mentor license. Papa was trying to get him set up on a deer but things didn’t work out as planned. Three days of hunting and we never saw a deer.
Kyle left for home Monday evening, after the hunt, and wouldn’t you know it I saw three deer Tuesday morning that were within Kyle’s shooting range! Actually I saw deer every day I went out, that is until gun season opened.
I only hunted Thuirsday and Friday but just saw one doe Thursday morning. I have a couple doe permits, but will not use them while the rut is on. There were a couple different bucks on my trail cam tending a scrape by my blind, but those “buggers” are nocturnal. I could not entice them to show themselves during daylight hours. I did see three different spikehorns during the bow hunt, but there is a 3 point minimum (one side) in my area. I wouldn’t shoot them anyway. Like the saying goes “Let em go-let em grow!” Ah well Michigan has a long season, and it ain’t over till the “Fat Lady sings.” I’ll be hunting some around here over Thanksgiving.
I’ve had good reports from several nephews, which I will blog about as soon as I get some pictures. Also my brother Darryl shot a great Southern Michigan buck (11 pointer) but a freak accident happened before he could retrieve it. I’ll tell you more later.