Texas Hunting Forum: Heading out with Grandson! Were back.

Had a blast even though we came up empty handed. Arrived early Friday afternoon to find out my cuz was held up in Louisianna and had to catch a later flight. I knew where me and the Grandson was going to hunt but a buddy of mine and his Son where hunting also and there blind was in the back of a 6500 acre lease and I had never been there. I decided to just hang out that afternoon and let the boys drive the Mule up and down the 2 1/2 mile driveway, and they did, and they did again and again, LOL. I did go out and pour a bag of corn out about 100 yards from the stand about 50 yards across. Saturday AM we are in the blind and the sun starts to rise and low and behold, COWS!!!! All either standing or bedded down right where I poured the corn out, even had one standing under the feeder looking up at the spinner waiting!!! All we saw AFTER the cows left was 1 Doe with a yearling so we opted to let her walk. Sat eve hunt, just climbed up the blind and got settled in and Cyrus say's " Pa Pa, I have a headache." He went from bad to worse, a minute later he was sickern a dog hangin his head out the door. Back to camp and with a cold rag, dark quite, cold camper he finally eased and was out for the night. Sunday morning, we head to the very back of the lease. The stand was a tall tower on the side of a hill over looking a canyon. Everything back here will cut ya, bite ya, scratch ya, hurt ya if you know what I mean. Big Buck country! The sun started rising enough to shed a little light at the feeder and I see 3 Deer, 1 chases the others off and he's a hoss for sure, a big bruiser 8 that you could easily fit your open hand between his inside ear tips and his inside beam, wide and tall. Unfortunately we are hunting Doe's and spikes. A few minutes later out steps and old, old 6 pointer, almost black in body with a brisket that nearly slapped the ground when he walked. His rack was near as wide as the 8 and had a small kicker stickin behind his G2. Watched him for several minutes and he slipped off in the thicket, had a few pigs come by but we where wanting a Deer so we passed. Nothing else ever showed. Back at camp I tell the leasees about the big 6 and what do they say. Man! Why didn't you shoot it? Please don't say that I said! Probably had something to do with the waiver I signed saying a leasee had to be with us to shoot a management Buck. Oh well, no harm no foul, had a great time with friends and family, saw some great Deer and awesome country. DIDN'T see any Rattle Snakes! And got to spend some quality time with my favorite huntin and fishin buddy, my Grandson. One other thing, something was said around the camp and I looked at Cyrus and said, " What happens at Deer camp. Stays at Deer camp." I got a call Monday from my daughter wanting to know what's up with " What happens at Deer camp Stays at Deer Camp?" Evidently Cyrus won't tell her a thing about camp, the hunt, notta, nothing!!! Heh, Heh, Heh, that's my boy! It's early and we have the rest of the season to go. I'm sure he'll get another chance or two.

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VEGETARIAN,
an old Indian word for
Poor Hunter!