The smart old bucks know where you are. Following my own advice many years ago, I set up in a place nobody ever hunted. I was after a big buck that hung out in a wild onion patch. I could see the end of a dirt road through the woods from where I was. About 600 yards to my left, I watched a huge buck walk along the woods edge to where the road began. He dropped to his belly, low crawled to the road edge and looked down the road to see if any of us were in the stands. When he decided the coast was clear, he stood and walked past the road. And that’s when I really understood that I needed to do some hunting from non-regular places.

Nice buck/bucks. Good luck.

Some shooting hour sightings of him




He's a little rutted down in these mid-Nov. pics. Love his double white throat patch in that 2nd fog morning pic where he's looking straight on at doe in pen and camera.