Soggy Bottom Deer Hunt

Saturday morning had us up at 3:30am and heading out the door for a meat hunt. How was the weather for this trip? Let’s just say the previous trip was considered a drizzle compared to what we’d be in this time. It was a deluge and hurricane forces for wind again. Up top, the wind had everything hunkered down tight. We had a tip from one of Steve’s buddies about a little bowl where the bucks like to hang out. When we first arrived we spotted one deer in there but the fog was so thick we couldn’t tell if it was a buck or doe. So we kicked around the clearings hoping to jump something. That proved unproductive so we went back to check on the bowl and see if we couldn’t put antlers on that one deer. The fog has lifted just enough to see that there were several deer around and one was a forkie. I decided to take him since he appeared to be the only buck around bigger than a spike. One shot and that buck was down and another forkie stood up from the brush. Nonchalantly, Steve got ready and took this buck. We thought that was fun and had a couple tasty meat bucks down. Looking the other deer over we saw another little forkie with some deformed antlers. I asked if Steve would split the load of this guy and he agreed; so I shot one more. They were all so close in proximity to each other that we drug them together for a picture. We quartered out each animal and had our packs stuffed full with deer quarters and bags of meat. Another wet hike out and we were back home and hanging gear by the stove. That was a fun day, there’s something super enjoyable about going on an any buck hunt when trophy potential isn’t a priority.

From what I’ve heard from Steve, it hasn’t really stopped raining since we left there.