Category : Whitetail Deer Hunting

 

Each year it seems I somehow wind up as part of a large number of hunters who receive a recycled email joke about making beef taste like venison. Most who read it find themselves nodding their head and chuckling, as the masses who've hunted deer can relate to the uneasy truthfulness of many of the "steps."

The premise of the joke is if you would treat beef cattle like some people handle deer – dragging through a plowed field, hanging from a "meat pole" or carrying in a pickup box for a couple of days in warm temperatures, etc – then the beef wouldn't quite taste the same as if it was properly processed.

Like most hunters, I treasure my deer and look forward to each year's new supply of venison. Honestly, I don't want it to taste like beef, which it shouldn't no matter how well you care for it.

I don't want it to taste like less-than-ideal venison, either. But that's what can happen if you make the mistakes suggested in the email joke. While those examples are perhaps a bit exaggerated, if you too receive the email, I'd suggest looking it over and taking steps to ensure you minimize the potential for any of their "recipe" from being a part of your deer preparation and storage. In fact here's a better checklist to reference if you don't have access to the joke.

1. Take your time when field dressing an animal so you don't contaminate any meat with the inner contents of the deer.

2. The carcass must be cooled as soon as possible. If the outside temperature is warm, elevate the animal above ground to facilitate air circulation around the entire body. This can be accomplished by hanging the animal in a cool, shady place.

3. If the carcass must be drug out of the field, keep dirt, grass and other possible contaminates out of the open body cavity.

4. When it comes to aging of venison, this is best carried out only when you can hang the carcass where the temperature is consistently maintained around 35 to 38 degrees Fahrenheit for several days. If you are going to make sausage or just grind your venison into burger, there is no reason to age it. It will be better if it is fresh.

5. Unless cooking the meat fresh, it should be quickly frozen after butchering. Meal-sized quantities of meat should be placed into plastic bags. Most of the air should be removed from the plastic bags before sealing. When the meat will be stored in the freezer for more than a few days, the plastic bags should be wrapped in freezer paper; the freezer paper should be sealed with tape; and the packages should be labeled appropriately.

6. Meat prepared and stored in this manner can maintain good quality for more than a year. Vacuum-sealed bags probably improve the storage process, and vacuum-sealed bags may not require a second layer of freezer paper.
Following these steps will help put a smile on your face enjoying your venison, and that's no joke.

 

 

   I was just wondering what type of deer people like the best im next year to take a hunting trip (don't know where yet) and i might base it off this poll…..thanks!

Equipment Fail:Whitetail Deer Hunting

It was a morning whitetail deer hunt and it was cool and breezy, lots of fog and 10 minutes later it started to rain. I sat because i figured oh the deer will be moving for cover. I waited and waited until about ten o'clock and i started to hear snorting. It turned out that my neighbor had been hunting and the deer smelled him because, he does not know how to hunt haha. The deer continued to come my way figuring that it would be safe. I watched and all i saw was a 3 fawns. I waited even longer for the bigger deer to follow. 45 minuted later i see a giant whitetail  doe come in about 50 yards behind me. It started to come my way and i grabbed my bow. I went to stand up and i guess my stand wasnt tight. The bottom of my stand went tumbling to the ground. I had my harness on luckly and managed to get back down just by the top of my treestand. I went in and ate and went back out at about 4 o'clock and i waited. i was seeing no deer and just about to get down at about 7:15 because the sun was starting to set earlier. I went to grab my string to tie up my bow and i happened to glance behind me. There was the same 3 fawns and the doe. I didnt even bother to stand up this time and i took the shot and i had used the wrong pin. It went right over the does back. It ran behind a thicket and i never saw the doe again. Always check your gear especially if you have a climbing stand because i dont want any of my fellow hunters to get injured. Good luck hunting people, its a hard season.

I have always had a fascination with prehistoric man and his hunting ability. He could do something that we no longer can. He could make all that he needed and survive indefinitely off the land. Modern civilization has taken away our most basic skills which had sustained mankind for many thousands of years. We no longer understand or respect nature on a personal level. 

I went to visit Australia for a week with one of my main goals was to visit some Aborigines to learn more about their ancient culture and hunting skills. They are probably one of modern man's closest links to the prehistoric past

Many of them are employed at cultural centers which feature lectures, demonstrations and displays about their religion, art, music, medicine, ancient tools and weapons. They go to great lengths to emphasize their connection and balance with nature and how this is passed on to the next generation through stories, art and dance. 

To teach hunting skills, a dancer would realistically portray an animal such as a kangaroo or emu while the other dancers were hunters stalking and finally killing it. They also showed us their various types of hunting equipment which included the boomerang and spear thrower. 

Everyone has heard about the returning boomerangs which we got to use, but they also showed us the hunting boomerang which wasn't designed to come back. It was actually an aerodynamic flying club designed to break bones. It had the boomerang shape but was heavier and was designed to be thrown horizontally. Made of hard wood, it delivered all its force along the thin leading edge. The long legs and necks of the kangaroo and emu were the intended targets. Once the animal was down it was then clubbed in the head. Variations of this heavy hunting boomerang with a reverse hook on one end were also used as weapons of war.

Next we moved over to the spear throwing practice range. From what I had read before this trip, the bow and arrow came after the spear thrower and has been around for several thousand years in different parts of the world. However, in Australia, the Aborigines didn't advance past the spear thrower and I was about to find out why! 

We formed a line across the end of the field and waited our turn for some hands on instruction. They had large hay bails set up with full size paper kangaroo targets. The targets were approximately 15, 30 and 50 yards away. Several of the young Aborigine men brought out a number of slender 7 foot spears and hooked handles of various lengths. Each spear had a depression in one end. The hook on the handle went into this depression. 

Following the instructor's direction, I gripped the handle with my little, ring and middle fingers. The spear was then held between my thumb and index finger. Extending my left arm toward the target, I pulled back my right arm holding the spear and handle. The actual throw is like swinging a tennis racket overhand.

 

On the Sunday before gun season opened, me and a friend wanted to set up a good spot for my son, Mike. He is sixteen years old and had never got a whitetail deer. The evening before whitetail deer gun season we put a ladder stand in what had been a "hot spot" all during bow season. I had seen several big trophy bucks roaming the thicket there, and thought they might be bedding down in that area. I took my son with us to set up the stand, and showed him which way to walk into it, and to sit very still till I came to get him out later in the morning.

I knew there were a couple of nice six points and one good eight point there. On the morning of gun season, Mike was up early and ready to go. He was excited to say the least. I dropped him off and watched him go get settled in the stand about 1/2 hour before daylight. I went to the other side of the field and sat down. I saw about seven deer in the field come daylight, and they were going Mike's way. I'll let him tell you the rest.

(Mike) I was in the stand, and it was about 7:50 am. I heard some movement to my left, and leaned forward to look. It was three deer, and one of them was a nice buck with about 6 points. They were about 35 yards away and walking real slow. When I had a clear shot, I fired once, then again, then the third time. I looked as the deer trotted away. I was mad and upset, knowing that I had just missed my chance.

I started putting more shells into my gun, when out of the thicket about 15 yards to the right of me, out walks this huge buck. I had just fired 3 times and it never bothered him. I took good aim, fired, and dropped him where he stood. I remember my dad saying if they try to get up,"hit him again", and the buck started to raise. I put another shot into him, and it was over. I was shaking, and could not believe what had just happened. When I finally got out of thre stand, there lay my FIRST Deer.

It was 10 points, with a 20 inch inside spread, and weighed in at 200 pounds. IT WAS A MONSTER. My dad came running to me and showed me how to field dress it. We took lots of pictures. While I wated on the 1 hour developing, I drove the truck all over town to show it to my friends. I will never forget this day.

Here is the picture. P.S. my dad says that from now on I have to scout myself and learn where the deer are at. I think my dad was as proud of me as I was of the deer. He sure did hug me a lot. Thank you for reading my story. You hear all the time about taking you son hunting, I say "go hunting with your dad", he would enjoy it, mine really did.Oh yeah, My name is Mike Shoup, I live in Wayne county, Ohio.My dad's name is Duane.I am 16 years old.

My name is Tommy Smith. I am tweleve years old. The is my second year for whitetail deer hunting. Last year I hunted but did not get anything. I have walked with my dad for several years to learn about the saftey of hunting. I was not allowed to carry a gun until I passed my hunter saftey course. I scored a 97% on it. I score better than some of the adults in the class.

Last weekend was Deer Youth season in Ohio. My favorite weekend. Dad and I had been watching the whitetail deer for weeks in the area, hoping to get a chance at one. Saturday we had seen two big trophy bucks but had no  chance to shoot at them. The next day was Sunday, Dad and I set out earley that morning,because it was the last day for youth season. My last chance before everyone came out. It was just dad and I who set out that day to get the whitetail deer of a life time. It was cloudy and spitting snow. It had rained the day before so it was real muddy. We had ran across several deer earlier but they came at me so quick I did not have a chance to shoot. Then dad found Mr. Big. Dad has been hunting him for three or four years. He was laying down with his feet out in front of him. Dad whispered our game plan. My heart was racing like crazy. It felt like it could jump out of my chest. This was my chance to have Mr. Big. Dad came up to him from behind so he would go right in front of me. At first the deer did not get up. Then dad moved closer to him. Up he came from where he had been resting. Right in front of me . I shot once, I hit him. But he did not drop. So I shot him again. Down he went. I got him !!!!!!!!! Dad told me to go up and poke him from behind to make sure he was dead. I had heard they can get up and take off again. I poked him, he did not move. Mr.Big was a ten point buck with a thick mass. I asked dad if he was mad at me ? No, he said I am proud of you. Dad called Jack to see if he would bring the truck back to help us get him. Jack brought his brand new Chevy truck. Dad said if it had been him who got Mr. Big he would have brought old blue. Dad called his buddys. Dad told the story over and over again. Mom took pictures. My brother was even happy for me. They could not believe the wonderful deer I had shot. After we tagged him in, dad's hunting buddy's(mine too) took pictures and more pictures. I felt like a star.I still could not believe I did it. I had to look at the pictures later just to make me believe that I did it. I took the pictures to school the next day and my friends could not believe that I shot him (I think they were jalous)  What a weekend.  One I will never forget thanks to my dad.  Dad said he has waited alot of years to have a chance to take me hunting like his dad took him many years ago.

 

Tommy Smith

The '98 Thanksgiving season was spent in the company of my family in the small town of Clyde, TX. While I was a bit upset that I had left my favorite whitetail deer hunting grounds of Northeastern Oklahoma behind, I was content with the recent trophy buck I had taken while bowhunting during gun season. Despite my continuous desire to be whitetail hunting, I was tagged out until bowhunting came back in. 

Fourteen years ago, I had taken my first whitetail deer while hunting with the same uncle whose house I shared for Thanksgiving this year. Being a hunting family, we sat in the warm Texas sun after the big dinner and talked of success and failure that we had experienced over the years. 

Through these same years, my uncle has taken enough bucks to line antlers, "from here to thet ol' country store yonder," and as he told me stories of the big trophy deer he had been seeing this year, I persuaded him to wake me one morning and show me his grounds.

So early Saturday morning, my uncle shined a flashlight in my sleep-filled eyes and I jumped from the bed to throw on some clothes and meet him at the truck. The November morning was cool but the southern wind carried stories from the Gulf that told of warmer temperatures. I sat quietly in the truck and watched my uncle's hand resting lightly on the scoped rifle in the seat next to him. My uncle had never been much of a bowhunter. "One of these days," he had said once, "you'll get tired of watching those bucks go by just out of range and you'll pick up a rifle again." 

Daybreak found us sitting in a field under a small mesquite tree staring across a pond to a small rise. Whitetail deer appeared as slowly and yet suddenly as daylight and we watched several doe feeding amongst the Texas cactus. As the morning wore on, my uncle grew restless and eventually rose. I sensed that he wanted to show me some bucks and would sacrifice his hunt to take me to a better vantage point. I followed his small back, covered by gray and navy flannel, his jeans rustling lightly as he walked. Earlier, when I had asked him for some camouflage, he had told me "There ain't no need for that." 

At another vantage point we spotted two monster whitetail bucks walking the pond dam near which we had been sitting. While the earlier shot would have been only 100 yards, it was now over 500, and too far for the 22-250 my uncle carried slung over his shoulder. We watched the bucks as they crested the hill and fed on top, their bodies silhouetted against the morning sky. They had "a spread you could lay a highway through," my uncle said in later stories. 

Eventually, they disappeared over the hill and I was left to listen to my uncle cussing himself for leaving our previous spot.

Soon, we were moving again. Then, on the edge of the mesquite, there was motion. My uncle stopped and I looked with him at a very nice non-typical trophy buck, larger than any buck I have ever taken, picking its way through the fallen mesquite and cactus. It stopped to look at us, but at over 400 yards, the buck was unconcerned with our presence. We stood still, facing down the buck for a while before he turned and began moving slowly away from us. My uncle turned to me

"You want to shoot him?" he asked. 

"No," I said. "I don't have a license." My uncle held out the rifle anyway and I looked at it and back to the mesquite where the buck was weaving around the brush. 

"Naw," I repeated, still fighting my decision. 

My uncle leaned over and put a distant mesquite between himself and the buck. He proceeded slowly across the barren ground, working his way toward the draw into which the buck was headed. I watched my uncle moving slowly closer to the buck now covered by the slipping hillside. 100 yards further, my uncle stopped and I watched him through my binoculars as he searched for the buck. He neared a mesquite tree and raised the rifle and steadied it against the twisting trunk. There was a crack and I could hear the bullet whistling through the air, the Texas wind catching the sound and carrying it back to me. There was a long, continuous hiss and then a pop and my uncle, framed within my binoculars turned and waved for me to come up.

We paced the shot at 320 yards. He had shot the buck in the neck because "I don't like them body shots, they mess up all the meat."

The buck was a beautiful, heavy 8-point non-typical. His left antler actually had two main beams. One, a large spike extending 15 inches upward, and the second, a more typical beam carrying a brow tine and a second tine. We were impressed with the strange rack as we dressed the deer on the Texas desert. By 9:30, we had deposited the buck in the bed of his truck and were headed home. 

We were laughing and talking good-heartedly as we drove home, but my mind drifted from the conversation and I replayed the morning events in my mind. At the end of it all, something was missing.

Most of our family were awake and sitting on the front porch as we returned. My girlfriend approached the truck and asked me, "Did you go hunting this morning?" I smiled and said something that didn't really matter as everyone looked into the back of the truck and were amazed at the lifeless form of the buck therein. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I was asking myself the same question.

 

 

Author's Note: This story was written in 1998, two years after I had graduated from college. At the time, I had only killed 2 bucks in my young hunting life, and I was immersed in a phase which I can only describe as "The Archery Snob." I continue to grow and evolve as a hunter, and while I still maintain an "archery only" approach to my big game hunting, there is a much greater appreciation for all walks of hunting. Now I laugh at my snobbery when I read this story, but I still like the story. It accurately captures a style of hunting in the Texas mesquite. These days I have a much greater understanding of my uncle's ability to accurately attempt and make an off-hand neck shot on a whitetail at over 320 paces. Thankfully I was wise enough to keep my mouth shut to hide my ignorance at the time.  

When going whitetail deer hunting, it's best to be equipped with a weapon that suits your taste. Considering that the weapon is an extension of your arm, you have to make sure that the weapon you are carrying is the most comfortable for you. Choosing a weapon because someone told you to won't necessarily lead you down the road of success.

In whitetail deer hunting, there is no such thing as a perfect weapon. Each has its own specific strengths and weaknesses, and the hunter who knows these will definitely bring down the first deer he comes across.

The Long-Range Rifle

The prominent weapon of choice for every deer hunter in the wild is the ever-famous rifle. Considering its range and firepower, this is by far the most effective weapon in bringing down the strongest of trophy bucks. This is also an ideal weapon for beginners who are on their first try at whitetail deer hunting.

The most common distinguishing feature of the rifle is its long barrel which is attributed to its range. But considering its firepower, it also has a lot of weaknesses that any novice hunter should know about.

One such weakness is its noise level. When using the rifle, it is customary to bring down the buck on the first try; if you miss, the buck will be alerted to the sound emitted by the rifle and you might not get a second chance at it this is the second weakness; reloading. The rifle only allows one bullet at a time, so after the first shot, its takes a lot of time to reload. With these two weaknesses to offset the power and range of the rifle, you have to make sure that the first shot counts.

The Shotgun

A 12-gauge shotgun has no qualms when it comes to reloading since it can hold a total of four rounds before reloading. Its has a lot of firepower but lacks the range to back it up, so you need to get close to your target to make sure that you don't miss. It is also in the same category as the rifle when it comes to the noise level, so you better make sure that the first shot counts, or else you are going to play a game of tag with the buck when you miss.

Do it the old fashion way by using the Bow

This compound bow is definitely not for beginners, and is considered the most difficult weapon to kill a whitetail deer. The range and power of the bow is limited and you might need to utilize your surroundings if this is your weapon of choice.

The power of the bow differs with the accuracy of the hunter. Aside from the fact that you have to be quite near to your prey to make sure that you have enough force to embed the arrow in, you have to make sure that you hit the buck at the most critical spot, like the neck, to bring it down.

See the upcoming chapter dedicated to bow hunting.

The range is also limited and most professional whitetail deer hunters resort to climbing trees to get a better shot of the prey. Using a deer call or a rattle to lure out the buck from hiding is practically the best maneuver when using a bow. But you need not worry if you miss the first try since the bow hardly makes a sound when fired, so you are free to take another shot when the buck is rooted on the same spot.

A wise hunter was asked by a novice regarding his weapon of choice for a successful deer hunt. The hunter simply shrugged and said: son, there is no weapon that comes to mind that can hit a buck without a steady hand and a rightful aim from a skilled hunter.

 

Knowing well ahead of time what represents a good first shot will make you a more aggressive and successful whitetial deer hunter. Knowing when not to shoot will make you a more ethical whitetail deer hunter. Many of us focus on the horns and not the shot placement for a humane harvest.

The maturity of a deer hunter can better be judged by the kinds of shots he passes up than the size of the trophy bucks he has taken. These tips are designed to help you evaluate every situation and knowing a good shot from a marginal one. Making the right moves and taking the best shot at the right times requires pre-planned actions.

HEAD-ON SHOT (for guns only)

This shot presents gun hunters with three vital targets. A shot in the chest will hit the heart or lungs. A bullet in the neck will usually break the neck or cause enough shock to drop the animal instantly. It could also destroy the esophagus and/or carotid artery or jugular vein.

The head-on shot is not good for bowhunters. Unless the arrow hits the chest dead-center, which presents a very small target, it can easily deflect off the bone.

BROADSIDE SHOT (bow and gun)

Gun hunters can drop whitetail deer instantly with a broadside shot by putting a bullet through the shoulder blade. A well- constructed bullet will pass through the blade and the spine.

The broadside shot is also good for bowhunters, but it doesn't leave much room for error as the quartering-away shot does. Arrows that pass through the vital organs produce quick, clean kills. Aim for the heart, knowing that a high shot will still hit the lungs. Archers must avoid the shoulder blade.

QUARTERING AWAY

For archers, the quartering-away shot offers the best chances for success. Even if the arrow hits a bit too far back, it can angle forward into the chest cavity for a quick kill. When taking this shot, the point of aim should be through the deer to the opposite shoulder.

This is also a great shot for gun-hunters. As with the bow, the gun-hunter's point of aim should be through the deer to the opposite shoulder.

QUARTERING TOWARD

As with the head-on shot, the quartering-toward shot is good for gun hunters. A shot high in the chest will usually break the base of the neck and travel through the lungs. A lower shot will hit the heart.

While this shot should be avoided by bowhunters, a properly placed arrow can hit the lungs or heart, making for a clean kill. However the target again is very small. If possible, avoid this shot and wait for a better opportunity. 

MAKE WISE SHOOTING DECISIONS

Making quick, certain kills should be the main goal of every gun and bowhunter. Keeping the following facts in mind before taking a shot will help you make wise decisions.

Some good old fashioned common sense, patience and looking beyond the horns will often times produce the right conditions for your to harvest your next trophy buck.

 

What Is The Best Whitetail Deer Hunting Bow On The Market?

source: http://www.alphatrilogy.com/089/what-is-the-best-bow-on-the-market.html

Hunting_Equipment_052607_60.JPGIf you asked 20 different serious archers what the best whitetail deer hunting bow on the market it, you’d probably get at least 15 different answers. Every person has different criteria for determining what is most important for them. Is it price? Weight? Vibration Level? Noise Level? or if you’re anything like me – its a combination of all of the above with emphasis on price and comfort.

I’ve already told you that I use a Redhead XP-35 and I love it. I just took a huge black bear with it in Alaska and I’m thrilled with how it performs. It certainly isn’t the most expensive whitetail deer hunting bow on the market. Arrow speed with the arrows I shoot is a modest 262, and that’s at the maximum draw of 70#.

I would never begin to suggest that I know enough about bows to make a recommendation.  However, Mike, a friend of mine who knows a lot more about bows than I do, just sent me a link to an OBJECTIVE test of 2007 whitetail hunting bows. Their tests were based on the following bow characteristics:

  • Adaptability/Adjustability
  • Efficiency
  • Noise Output
  • Mechanical Properties
  • Vibration

I’ve heard nothing but good about the top 3 bows on their Best Picks list. This should be the case, though, as they each run between $700 and $800. You might guess them (the first 2, at least, weren’t a suprise for me):

  1. Bowtech Guardian
  2. Diamond Black Ice
  3. PSE X-Force 

 But, they also have a “Best Bang for the Buck” chart where they list some less expensive bows using a formula that includes price as part of the criteria.

  1. Martin Bengal
  2. Bear Instinct
  3. Whisper Creek Stealth LX

These bows are considerably less expensive – all running in the $400 – $450 range. Interesting, a cousin to my Redhead (the Redhead XP-32) made the “Best Bang for the Buck” list at #4!

Anyone that is contemplating purchasing a new whitetail deer hunting bow, from the most serious expert, to a novice beginner, should take a look at this bow comparison report. It is well done – although maybe a little too technical for my simple mind. It will either help you make a decision, or further confuse you.

So What Whitetail Deer Hunting Bow Should You Buy? There is no hard and fast answer to this question. Just remember, their is no substitute to actually shooting bows. A bow that is perfect for your neighbor, may not be the best choice for you. The best bow on the market is simply the bow that you can afford, shoot well, and is comfortable to YOU.