The buck stood at the edge of a picked cornfield about 250 yards away. Even at that distance I could see he was a definite “shooter.” Rather than skirting the field and coming by my stand just off of the corner, he cut straight across the middle. What to do? I picked up my rattle-bag and cracked it as hard as I could. He stopped and turned his head in my direction. I hit the rattle-bag a second time and he came on a steady trot in my direction. Once he reached 100 yards he slowed to a fast walk and started to swing downwind. Long story short – he stood 80 yards downwind of me, hardly moving a muscle for almost five minutes. His only movements were his ears searching for “the two bucks he had just heard” and his nose waving in the breeze scanning for other supporting evidence. He turned and slowly disappeared over the ridge.
What makes a state of affairs seem real to you? If you can see it, hear it, smell it, touch it – the more senses we satisfy, the more that scenario seems real. This is also true for whitetails? By using different techniques a hunter can appeal to a variety of the whitetails’ senses at once. On that day I sure wish I would have had some scent set-up or a decoy placed out to draw his attention and coax him in the final 80 yards. [Read more...]
We’ve all heard their songs right before dark in the fall, the yips, barks, and howls of the crafty coyote. Now days there is virtually no place in the U.S. where these song dogs don’t roam. Their ability to adapt to urban sprawl and human intrusion is all too impressive. These canines can change breeding habits, diets, and pack dynamics to cope with the situation they find themselves living in. Females usually have a litter of 3-9 pups per year that are generally born in April or May. This coincides with the fawning season for whitetails as well.
Predator populations have changed dramatically over the past century. I’ve heard it explained by an old-timer that said, “before humans entered the picture an area would have 1 wolf, 2 coyotes, 4 fox and on down the chain.” Obviously, these numbers are fictitious, but the larger predators kept the others in check and on down the line. Now days with so many different factors influencing predator populations, I can’t imagine the challenges the states have in regulating harvest quotas and management plans for all game animals. [Read more...]
Reprinted from the Sioux City Journal.
WORTHINGTON, Minn. | It was a day made to order for pheasant hunting.
The Minnesota sun threw its rays across the farmland, brightening our short ride from the Comfort Suites Conference Center to our hunting spot just west of town.
As our little caravan of three vehicles pulled to the side of the country road and stopped just below the shadow of two cottonwood trees, I saw a little bit of what pheasant heaven must look like.
My eyes swept across the 148 acres of big bluestem dominating the grassland which abutted a solid wall of tall cattails hiding a slough. A stand of willow trees fell to the south and in front of us was an older planting of evergreens some four rows wide and who knows how far south it extended. The heavy dew blanketing this grassland sparkled in the rays of the early morning sun. It seemed Mother Nature was smiling. [Read more...]
It is October, when fall colors start to pop and catfish will move out of the Missouri into the mouth of the Sioux River where they will winter. This has always been a great time to fish for catfish in the deeper holes of the Sioux River.
It happens every year, like clockwork; unfortunately, it has not happened this year and the way it looks, it may not happen in the future, as Team Outdoorsmen Adventures member Larry Myhre and I found out on a recent fishing trip.
We planned to film the great catfishing found on the Sioux River starting in September. As Larry motored from the Missouri into the Big Sioux, our locators lit up like Christmas trees, with fish showing up from just off the bottom on up to eight foot. [Read more...]