On morning last month...Tom and I along with Rick Johnson were hunting the Big Woods...up at our Aunt's farm. Tom was in the Meat Locker section...Rick was in the far West end and I was sitting high and pretty up in the tall ladder stand. Hunting was differnt this year...sort of unpredicable.... First an Uncle had decided to run a bull dozer through pretty much the center of the woods.........(I guess I really disappointed him by not shooting anything with my bow at the farm in 2006).............
The bulldozer took down a couple medium size trees...but mainly it opened up the buck brush and other undergrown so ya could see what was coming toward you sooner. It caused the deer to move entirely different then I had seem them do previously. I can't say I really liked it...I did see a lot of bucks...Most of them came up directly behind me...straight up out of a deep steep ditch....usually where I had walked in about an hour before. It took awhile but I learned to sit still and not to look back when I heard or sensed something.
Anyway...on the particular morning I was talking about...a fog had rolled in. We got to the stands before light it was pretty quiet...all you could hear was the big fat ...splats of the fog dripping..................
Then I heard it....grunt
Just a short grunt...it sounded like it came from the bottom of the ditch.......to foggy to see a thing!
Then..........another grunt to the left.......one in front and one to the right.....a whole chorus of grunts..this went on for about 15 minutes....I thought the guys were messing with me.......playing a trick...........
Turns out the guys thought I was doing it. Basically I learned that morning...when I do grunt...it has been way to long....I need to make shorter grunts..because what I heard that morning is nothing like I hear the guys on television do.
I stood at the ready with my Black Widow PTF waiting for 45 minutes...but the bucks disappeared with the fog.