Ending the Whitetail Quest
After spending a year chasing the biggest whitetails in the country OL learned a lot about mature bucks and what it takes to hunt them.
Big bucks are cool, but the biggest bucks are freaks of nature. AdvertisementADVERTISEMENTAdvertisement |
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I'll bite. Scent control is a helpful tool but I'll never be fully sold on all the products to "eliminate" our odour. Play the wind and you'll be fine 95% of the time. Most days deer come by my stand from every directon and often walk right by my ladder or down my trail and they do little more than flick their tails. This is with no scent control or rubber boots. On another occasion I was wearing my ghillie suit on the wide open prairie and a doe and her fawn walked within arms reach without a care in the world. My Uncle(a rancher) puts a little bit of diesel fuel on his boot soles and swears by it.
Have never been a fan of scent control suits and I see no added advantage of just reducing your scent. Total elimination is impossible. Bottom line, play the wind.
I like your mention of Ohio as a trophy state. Ohio has a very good population of Ohio bucks but it would be fair to mention most are located on hard to access private property.
Seriously? Nobody wants to argue the merits of scent control?
mckean
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Seriously? Nobody wants to argue the merits of scent control?
mckean
Have never been a fan of scent control suits and I see no added advantage of just reducing your scent. Total elimination is impossible. Bottom line, play the wind.
I like your mention of Ohio as a trophy state. Ohio has a very good population of Ohio bucks but it would be fair to mention most are located on hard to access private property.
I'll bite. Scent control is a helpful tool but I'll never be fully sold on all the products to "eliminate" our odour. Play the wind and you'll be fine 95% of the time. Most days deer come by my stand from every directon and often walk right by my ladder or down my trail and they do little more than flick their tails. This is with no scent control or rubber boots. On another occasion I was wearing my ghillie suit on the wide open prairie and a doe and her fawn walked within arms reach without a care in the world. My Uncle(a rancher) puts a little bit of diesel fuel on his boot soles and swears by it.
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