Updated: Oct 10, 2019
Two big bucks taken on from the same stand, coming from the same area, in the same month, on the same 20 acre parcel! Read full story here.
“Naturally, our game plan was to rattle and grunt til' the cows came home hoping something on a nearby property heard all the commotion and decided to come check it out. ”
Filling the freezer
Devin Cole, a very close friend of mine, had a tremendous 2018 whitetail season. He harvested two very nice 2.5+ year old bucks from his folks property in Jackson County. Both deer were harvested with his bow in the month of October. Get this, both deer were shot in the same stand, in nearly the same spot, on a 22 acre parcel! I was fortunate enough to be in the stand with him when the second deer was taken.
The property Devin's folks own is a long skinny parcel with neighbors on both sides. From my knowledge neither neighbor hunts which allows deer to pass through the adjacent parcels without getting spooked during hunting season. The far back of the property ends to a meandering crick. This crick often floods over making the back 10 acres nearly impossible access on foot during certain times of the year. In the front of the property, by the road, is a house and barn. So realistically on that parcel you're only really hunting the middle 10 acres.
In that middle sweet spot there is a good couple acres of bedding area with a small food plot to go along with it. The stand Devin usually sits is just beyond the bedding area that overlooks the portion of the property that is covered with swamp and tall grass. Tons of deer use that tall grass and swampy cover to sneak through unseen. You really need a trained eye and some good glass to find these deer traveling in the tall grassy jungle.
The first buck he shot, the Chocolate Buck, was taken only a few minutes after he got into his stand during a late morning in mid October. This buck came to within 15 yards of the base of his tree and he didn't really have much of a chance once the muzzy broad-head came into the picture. He ran about 50 yards and piled up in the water that started the swamp. The only part of the deer that could be seen was the tip of the antlers protruding into the air.
The second buck taken was in the same exact stand and I just so happened to be out in the tree hunting with Devin when he was taken. I had been hunting pretty hard in my usual spots and wanted to give the deer the night off so I called my boy Devin. Once he answered my phone call the conversation went something like this......
ME: "Hey man, want to go hunting together tonight?"
DEVIN: "Yeah for sure, we can sit the stand at my folks house where I shot the chocolate buck earlier this year."
ME: "Okay dope, see you soon!"
The big oak had two different stands propped up against her and he was in one and I in the other. If something was to walk on my half of the tree, I was going to take the shot. If something were to walk on his side of the tree, he was gonna take the shot. A simple, yet elegant plan I know! I mean what better way to spend a lovely fall evening than hunting with your buddy 25 feet up in the air!
Naturally, our game plan was to rattle and grunt til' the cows came home hoping something on a nearby property heard all the commotion and decided to come check it out. We did just that for probably 4 hours and all we had seen were a few doe way off in grass. Once it got to the point where the daylight was so minimal we both pretty much confirmed to each other the night was over. We started talking, packing up gear, we were both standing up in the stand, then all of a sudden in walks a buck shooter buck. We saw this deer at the exact same time and both softly spoke the confirming words, "shooter buck", simultaneously.
This buck had his head down and was very clearly cruising for doe and you could just tell he wasn't planning on hanging around for too long. We both grab for our bows and wait for his next move. Within a matter of a couple seconds he confirmed his movements to Devin's side of the tree and started rustling his antlers in some low hanging oak branches. His next few steps were steps in the complete opposite direction but then he suddenly whipped back around and started quartering to us again.
Devin draws back to shoot and the buck stops in a clear opening from my point of view and I start whispering to Devin saying, "shoot that boy, take em take em!". But Devin's vantage point was completely different than mine because all he saw were branches and limbs. The deer starts walking again and Devin stops him with a classic mouth grunt, "bahhh", directly in a thin clearing and lets the arrow fly.
We both couldn't believe it, how it all happened so quickly! Of course, once we found his broken arrow at the spot of the shot we both started to doubt the shot placement and all the other worries that flood into a bow hunters mind after the fact. There was a decent amount of blood on the ground so we mark the trail and head out to give the deer some time.
Once we came back to the blood trail, we had the deer tracked up, hauled back and cleaned out ready to hang in about 45 minutes. He only went 80 yards or so onto the adjacent lot and laid down.