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  • November 15, 2009

    The Lucky 13th-6

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    Fifty-three hours. That’s how long I sat on a plastic deck chair inside a 4-by-4-foot ground blind, looking over the same 40 acres of Saskatchewan woods before I finally killed a buck on Friday.

    This hunt for a big Canadian buck was the toughest hunting challenge of my life, and I hardly moved a muscle. Mentally straining, psychologically crushing, I sat in the same seat—actually two, since I moved blinds after the first two days in the field—for 12 hours a day straining to see a bruiser buck step out of the poplar forest.

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  • November 12, 2009

    Saskatchewan Giant Down-8

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    Finally, we've broken the seal on Saskatchewan bucks. After two days of all-day sits on stand, the four of us hunting together return to camp each evening a little dejected.

    We've seen some decent bucks, but no clear-and-present shooters. Until tonight. Check out the photo of the bruiser that Jon LaCorte put down just as legal light faded this evening.

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  • November 8, 2009

    Long Odds in the Land of Lincoln-2

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    I climbed down from my stand this morning after a 3-hour sit, my tag still intact and still in my pocket.

    I had a pretty good buck—a heavy 3x4 with a bladed brow tine—come screaming to my rattling at first light. He ran, then walked directly beneath my stand on the timbered edge of a picked cornfield. I drew my bow, but I just couldn’t let an arrow go.

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  • November 7, 2009

    Bruiser In Sight...And Still Going-6

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    I am not a patient hunter. I'm successful largely because I cover lots of ground and prepare to hike longer and farther and higher than the other guy. Make me mobile and '‚m going to get game.

    So it's a special kind of torture for me to spend all day in a treestand, unable to get on the ground and make my own luck. We were told in our orientation here in Illinois that "walk-abouters" weren't tolerated here. And I understand it. We have so many folks on stand that if someone started meandering around the woods would screw everyone up.

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  • November 6, 2009

    Illinois, Land of the Grunt-4

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    I have heard whitetail bucks grunting only once before, and I thought it was pigs coming through the brush. Turned out to be a big Texas bruiser that blew past me so fast I couldn't swing my rifle.

    Well, these Illinois bucks grunt like a whole pen full of hungry hogs. I heard three different grunts today during my 12 straight hours on stand. I grunted back to two of them, had them coming in, then they broke and disappeared in heavy brush. But the sound of that guttural, throaty roar will stay with me a long time.

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  • November 5, 2009

    Rut Kicking Off in Illinois-8

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    It's starting, folks. The whitetail rut, that is.

    I spent 12-1/2 hours on stand in some of the best big-buck country in America- Illinois' Brown County- and saw little bucks bird-dogging does, larger bucks intimidated by something I couldn't see up the ridge, and does starting to get good and squirrelly.

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  • November 3, 2009

    Illinois, Here I Come!-5

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    As I was hastily slicking meat off the second front quarter of a Milk River whitetail, I had a sudden epiphany.

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