With a week left of my visit to north central
North Dakota I sat in the heated cab of the tractor watching large snowflakes
float lazily to the ground and I reflected on the past 5 weeks in North Dakota. With
this moisture and the opening of the gun deer season means my field work pretty
much done. In addition to the field work and visiting friends I had come for
the ducks and bucks.
This area of North Dakota is located in the
center of one of the main flyways that the ducks use on their migration to
warmer climates. This in turn leads to potholes, sloughs and the skies filled
with waterfowl and excellent hunting opportunities. Early in the season you see
mainly the “local ducks”; geese, mallards, pintail, gadwalls and teal. As the
season progresses you see a transition, the local ducks head south as the
weather turns colder and you start to see the “northern duck”. There are still
mallards and geese but also scaup, redheads, canvasback and other traditionally
northern climate birds. And instead of seeing flocks of 20-50 birds you start
seeing flocks of hundreds if not thousands of birds filling the skies in their
loosely formed “V” formations. The last of the birds to move through are usually
the swans and snow geese, when you see these move through you know the lakes
will soon be covered in ice.
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A quick spot for some grain on their way south |
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Thousands of geese filled the sky |
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Hundreds to snow geese flying over |
While the mornings were spent hunting ducks, the
evenings were reserved for bow hunting the ever elusive whitetail deer. For
almost 40 years I have deer hunted the woods of Minnesota and Wisconsin. Back there, we
hunted large tracts of forest land using tree stands. Coming out here it was
like I was learning to hunt all over again. There are no forests, only farm
field after farm field with an occasional wood lot and the ever abundant
slough. As fellow FT’er Dino commented on a recent post; “It is so flat there
you can watch your dog run away for 3 days."
We put up various trail cameras to see what was in the
area and although you would get a lot of pictures of deer at night, during the
day they were nonexistent. With virtually no cover these deer have adapted to
live in the smallest of cover, mainly tall grass and cattail sloughs. I did not
keep track of how many hours I spent in the field but there were more days than
not that I would not even see a deer.
Some of the deer we caught on camera........
I know hunting is not for everybody, but to me
just being out there relaxing, spending time with friends and enjoying the
outdoors is more important than harvesting an animal. We had pictures of some
really monster bucks in the area so for me it was either go big or go home. I
had two chances at really big deer. The first opportunity did not work out but
the next day I able to arrow a nice buck on the night before gun season opened!
The next day when gun season opened, Bob the owner of the farm got a nice one
as well. I actually think it was the same one that I had a chance at a few days
earlier. At the very bottom of this post
are pictures of the deer we got so Pam you may not want to scroll down that
far.
Time to leave North Dakota........A big thank you to Bob, Deanne, Chris, Holly and Dylan, hope to see you next fall! Traveling 3 hours
west to the Sidney Montana area I to met some of my Wisconsin
friends for a mule deer hunt. I arrived on Thursday morning and the plan was to
hunt until Monday and head to Salt Lake. There was 8 of us in the group most of
which are from the Somerset Wisconsin area.
Talk about a difference in landscape! Where North Dakota
was flat and you could see forever, this area of Montana was much more rugged
reminding me of the badlands of South Dakota.
Hunting in this area requires a lot of walking. It is nothing to put on
6-8 miles a day. Mainly you walk the hills and ridges looking and glassing in
search of the wily mule deer. Day
one netted two deer for the group, one of which was a really nice 4x6 buck. The
next day we got a visit from the game warden who checked tags on the harvested
deer, everything checked out and he went on his way. That afternoon I hunted an
area referred to as the “moonscape area” a very rugged area with lots of cliffs
and pinnacles. I stayed up on top and would walk from ridge to ridge and glass
the area. After not too long I looked over a ridge and there was a pretty nice
buck about 150 yards below me! I was able to make a clean shot and had my deer! I called my
friend Doug from top to let him know I had gotten one, he said Dave would be
right over with the 4 wheeler to get it out. In the meantime I headed down to
see the deer. It was pretty steep and required some butt sliding. These deer
sure live in some rugged area! When Dave arrived he looked down the cliff and
said there was no way to get the 4 wheeler down and we were definitely not
getting up the deer up the ridge. After a few minutes of thinking it over Dave
said he thought he knew a way to get down there and headed out of the 4
wheeler. About 30 minutes later I heard the sound of the wheeler coming through
the bottoms. He found a drainage about 5 miles down the road and was able to
drive right up to the deer!
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Where are the deer????? |
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This is the spot I shot my deer from |
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A little closer view, my deer is actually at the base of that pinnacle |
With the deer safely back at camp I spent the
afternoon processing the deer. Once that was done I left the meat to hang and
cool off for the night and had a few cocktails with the guys. The next day when
I woke up the meat was still hanging there but the head, antlers and more
importantly my deer tag was gone! Great, if the warden stopped by now I have a
deer hanging there with no tag to make it legal! We figured one of the local
dogs or a coyote ran off with it was now making a meal out of it. A few hours
later I saw the owner’s wife driving down the road so I stopped her and asked
her if she saw a deer head anywhere. She said, “Why yes, it is in my front
yard! It freaked me out this morning!” Once recovered I was legal once again.
Although there were a few days left on this trip
I decided to pack up and start my way south to Utah, after all by now it has been
over 5 weeks since Barb left. I left about 12:00pm for what I thought was going
to be a 15 hour trip but with the wind, gas stops and a 1 hour stop to rest the
890 mile trip took me a little over 18 hours. I pulled into the marina a
little after 6:00am exhausted. Both Barb and Daisy were
excited to see me, one of them licked my face like crazy and while the other
was a little more laid back about my arrival. It is good to be back!
Deer pictures below.....
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My North Dakota Whitetail |
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Bob with a nice whitetail |
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A newly added late entry.....Chris with his ND rifle buck! |
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My Montana Muley |
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Tim and his dad with a nice mule deer |