Set up the ground blind in the neighbors back field again. The rifle season ended last Sunday, but Saturday was the opener for muzzleloaders. Had to wear orange, and I am not liking it trying to hunt with my bow.
Felt like a good night, the barameter was dropping earlier, and it looked to be overcast most of the afternoon. I had spooked a doe walking in around 2 p.m. About 4 p.m. I started seeing movement on the very north end of the field. Sure enough, there was a big buck. I'm on the very south end of the field, 200+ yards away, with a small crest in the middle of the field.
I tried the can bleat call several times over the next 15 minutes, as well as loudly grunting. The buck would not respond. Saw a big doe enter the field on the northwest corner, but she slipped into the north woodline quickly. I spooked a deer behind me that I could not see towards the end of my grunting. I had no idea what it was, or if was responding to the calls.
Stayed about a half hour after legal shooting, trying not to spook the buck. As far as I could tell, I didn't. Here are some shots from the camera...
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