November 5, 2015
Location: Southeast Colorado
Time: 3:18 P.M.
Wind: NNE 10- 15 MPH
Temperature: 54 Degrees Fahrenheit
Moon: Waning Crescent
Pressure: 29.87 – Climbing
Note: Each of these blogs are typed and prepared in the field in real time on an iPhone. Mistakes are inevitable.
Popped back up in the stand at 1 p.m. after grabbing a quick lunch. The wind, now out of the NNE, caused me to switch stands. Situated in a funnel between bedding areas with an alfalfa field close by, this spot has always been one of my favorites. It’s super thick and super tight; I can only see about 25 yards to the south and 25 yards to the west. The good news: The area is littered with scrapes, and though most of my trail cam images show morning movement, I feel very confident with this spot.
At 4:02 p.m. I let out a series of blind grunts from my Primos BottleNeck Grunt Tube. I figured deer would be up and moving toward the fields and being this spot is so tight, blind calling often works well. Within minutes I heard a deer cross the river, but whatever the deer was (buck or doe), I never did lay eyes on it.
With light waining, I heard a stick pop behind me. It was a new buck — one I’ve never seen before and have zero pictures of. He was a tight-racked 7 and had some mass, but just wasn’t what I was looking for.
As the last ounces of light drained from the western sky, a pair of does walked under my stand.