A Deer Perspective – 1

A Deer Perspective

Larry Weishuhn

 

“Son, stay awake.  If you get a shot, shoot him immediately behind the shoulder.  If you get a second shot, shoot him again.  Then holler as loud as you can and I’ll come back.  If you don’t shoot I’ll be back to get you in about three hours!” With that I settled in, my back against an ancient, gnarly oak tree, then tightly gripped the single-shot .22 rifle I had been given by my grandfather on my fifth birthday, which back then was a legal and accepted deer caliber.

 

There was no moonlight, only millions of stars up above.  They became even brighter as my eyes adjusted to the darkness after my dad disappeared with his flashlight.  I was excited, and maybe even a little bit scared.  I had hunted deer with my dad in the past, but always sitting with him in his deer stand, a couple of cedar limbs tied in the fork on an oak tree, some twenty or so feet above the ground.  This was my first time he decided I was “old enough” to hunt on my own.

 

The chill of the November 16 pre-dawn Texas deer season opener started creeping in.  It would be at least an hour before the sun would make an appearance.  I shivered, tried to nap, but was simply too excited.  After all there is only one first time of hunting whitetails on your own.

 

To me, it was a six-year olds dream come true, to be hunting deer on my own even though my dad was only three hundred yards away.  Grudgingly darkness started turning to shades of gray.  Bears, moose and elk in near darkness morphed into bushes, shrubs and clumps of “yankee weed” as daylight approached.

 

Legal shooting time started a half hour before official sun-up.  But, I did not own a watch, so, I had to depend upon shots in the distance or essentially full sun up.

 

Off in the distance I heard a shot.  Someone would soon be a hero in our rural area just north of the Gulf Coast Plains of Texas.  Deer populations at the time were sparse to say the least.  If anyone shot a deer, he or she was indeed a local hero.  Even if you saw a deer while hunting it was a big deal.  Back then, as today, many of the daughters, wives, grandmothers in our area of Texas hunted deer.  Hunting deer was family affair!

 

Just as sunlight first appeared, I heard shuffling off to my left.  I turned, fully expecting the sound to be made by a squirrel.  To my surprise there stood a deer.  I could see only the back part of it.  The head was behind the trunk of a huge oak.  Was it a buck or doe?  My heart was beating so rapidly I feared the deer might hear.  Thousands of thoughts raced through my mind.  Then I remembered I had a rifle in my hands.  I raised it to my shoulder and pointed it in the direction of deer, and waited for it to move.  It seemed Earth when through several seasons, civilizations rose and fell before finally the deer stepped out from behind the tree, exposing the head.  Doe!  My heart sank.  I had so dearly hoped and prayed it would be a buck with three or more points, making it legal.  But it was only a doe. But then hope was renewed when I saw movement in the bushes behind the doe.  Could it be a buck?  My dad had told me bucks had followed does!  Just then out stepped a full grown fawn.   A buck fawn with obvious “nubbins”.  My first buck seen while hunting on my own!  I was thrilled.  I had not only had I been hunting, sitting by myself, I could brag about seeing a buck!

Wish I could tell you a legal buck followed the doe and fawn, but that did not happen.  Matter of fact it would be many more hunts before I finally saw a buck that was legal and I actually got a chance to shoot one!

 

Even though it has been many years since I saw that first doe and “buck” hunting on my own as a six-year old, I have never lost the excitement of hunting deer, or for that matter, other big game species.  As a youngster growing up, I read every thing I could about guns and hunting.  Those early years had a great influence on my becoming a wildlife biologist, outdoor journalist and many most enjoyable years hunting I have spent not only whitetail deer but other big game animals throughout the world on six continents.  For much of my life I have been living a dream, but not simply, just a dream, “my dream” as well!

 

Over the years as a professional wildlife biologist, hunter/conservationist, and writer/television show host I have learned much, and, I still have much to learn.  Hunting, whether it is deer in the backyard or being on the track of dangerous game in Africa, is indeed a learning process. Every time I head into the hunting fields I learn something new; about the animals, about the habitat, about the hunting culture and even about myself.  I love it!

 

I’ll bet you love hunting, too!

 

With this first of what will be a regular visit, which I hope you will accept as time spent around a welcoming campfire with old friends who have just experienced a highly successful and fun-filled day hunting, we will visit about many things with emphasis on deer and sometimes on the topic of guns, ammunition, essential equipment, management ideas, and the like, but also occasionally spinning a yarn about hunting “off shore” in such far off places as Europe, Africa, New Zealand and destinations in between.

 

With the inaugral of what will be an ongoing “series”, like my “DSC’s Trailing the Hunter’s Moon” television series which airs year around that I own and host with my co-host Blake Barnett, I would like to initially discuss a few things about whitetail deer fawns, often the over-looked segment of the deer population.

With May and June and a bit later in some areas we are into the peak fawning season.  Whitetail fawns are “planned by Nature” to be born during the best of nutritional times of the year.  This is another way of saying the fall deer breeding season or rut in your area occurs so fawns are born seven and a half months later during the best nutritional time when deer have the access to highest quality forage so does can produce a lot of milk and there is soft browse for the fawns as they switch from an all milk diet to a forage based diet.  But also at time when there is a lot of ground cover so fawns can hide from predators.

 

We have an increasing coyote population throughout North America.  Predators start taking their first great toll on fawns when they are about 3 weeks to a month old.  Up until that time they lay very still and quiet.  Predators often walk right past them, if there is cover to hide the young fawns.  At about a month of age, fawns tend to start jumping and running when a predator approaches rather than lay really still.

 

There is a lesson here; actually two or more.  One is for us as “deer manager” to make certain the local habitat is in great shape and there is more than sufficient food for the deer present, and, ground cover is tall enough for the newly born fawns to hide from predators.

 

If you have a predator problem, real or perceived, and you want to increase fawn survival, thereby increasing the number of fawns “going into the population”, now as having started back in February is an excellent time to grab your Convergent Hunting Solution’s Bullet HP predator call, your Ruger rifle and Hornady ammo and call in and remove coyotes and bobcats (where legal) to help increase the number of fawns which can then grow into adulthood.  Not only is this great fun, it is also good for the deer herd, provided adult deer too, are properly managed and populations kept in check with what the habitat can support in the worst of range and weather conditions.

 

Why is fawn survival important?  It should be obvious, the more fawns that survive the greater potential for there to be mature deer in the future!

 

In these days of quality management, and I admit loving to hunt mature bucks, the more buck fawns that make it into the six-month old class and as time goes by into the ensuing age classes the better the chance of taking a mature buck in the future.

 

When looking at potential hunting ground or perhaps a new area to hunt in another state, one of the first questions I ask is “What was the fawn survival rate in your area starting six year ago?

 

If there were not many surviving fawns six springs ago, there cannot be hardly any six-years old bucks in the herd, the coming hunting season. The same is true for each ensuing and decreasing years.  Hardly any fawns born four years earlier there will not be many four and one-half year old bucks available for harvest this year.

 

I mentioned loving to hunt mature bucks. These older aged bucks have performed their biological purposes.  They have survived several hunting seasons and are more challenging to hunt.  And, they tend to develop larger antlers which are more interesting to me. Also I see antler developing as an indicator of the health of the habitat and the deer herd.

 

I love eating venison as does my family! And, while I will use all the meat from any bucks I take, when filling my freezer with prime venison I choose to take does.  As a wildlife biologist I can tell you practically all the whitetail deer herds in North America, with very few exceptions, have an excess of does.  Mule deer are a bit different, as the does of that deer species mature and start producing fawns later in life than do whitetails.

 

Hopefully as we head into late spring, you are enjoying your wild harvest and are planning to add to your larder this coming hunting season!

 

Next visit we will take a look at food plots.  Late May, early June are ideal times to plant food plots throughout much of our North American deer range.

 

It is all about a deer perspective!

Letter from Brad.

Just had to share this with you.

My son and I went to the river the other day to hunt hogs, hadn’t been there in a while, so thought we could give it a try. Our plan was to go through the bottom cross the creek and call into the timber where there is always hog sign. Well we didn’t make it. My son was scanning the side of the bluff and in the shadows he spotted a big black boar laying down resting. So, he got on the shooting sticks and steadied himself for the 270 yard shot. He shot the boar and the whole side of the bluff lit up with hogs going the other way.

 

I immediately turned on the call (sow hysteria) and within 3 minutes here come 2 sows with piglets. I’m trying to video with my phone since our camera is down and my son dropped both sows. The piglets disappeared and we kept the call rolling. In about 2 more minutes here comes those piglets, and they ran by us about 20 ft. away, my son got 3 of the 5 before they hit the timber behind us. We kept the call going about another 3 or 4 minutes, and then turned it off, waiting and looking another 3 or 4 minutes. Now we decided to go look for the one he hit that made it to the timber. I laid my 300 against the round bail we shot from and went to the timber about 75 yards behind us. We had only been in the timber about 5 minutes and my son thought he heard a squeal coming from the bluff we just called from. I quickly got to the edge of the timber and looked up to see 15-20 more hogs coming in our direction. There I am standing there with no gun, trying to get Bradley’s attention.  It couldn’t have been more than a minute before Bradley got there, and when I looked back, I saw no hogs. Then as I heard something to the right, I looked up and all those hogs were 25 ft. away coming right up the edge of the timber. They stopped about that time and looked at us and Bradley cut loose and got 5 more before they got out of sight.

 

As we were gathering them all up for pictures we were discussing how we would have only got the first one on the bluff if it wasn’t for calling! I never fired a shot, and it goes to show you what one person can do calling and being patient. We found 10 of the 11 that were shot. We have found that just about every time we called hogs, it’s best to stay put a good bit after you turn the call off, cause that’s usually when they show up. Needless to say, this was one awesome hunt we won’t soon forget. Bradley and I both know people at our jobs that hunt and we have turned them on to your calls. They are also having success,  in fact one guy is in a contest this weekend and sent Bradley a picture of some hogs they called up, one weighing 272 lbs. that will probably win it. He was fired up! Thanks to you and Glenn for opening up a whole new world of calling hogs. Keep up the good work. By the way, a bullet HP would have looked good in this picture!

 

Good Hunting!

Brad Nobile

Remembering “Hairy” Zumbo

Remembering “Hairy” Zumbo

Larry Weishuhn

Legendary outdoor writer/TV show host, Jim Zumbo, had recently “experienced” open heart surgery.  He had recovered sufficiently where his doctor “released him” and allowed him to travel to southern Texas.  Prior to my old friend’s arrival in San Antonio, he had sent me a message, “Got a full beard, you may not recognize me!  Not going to shave until after the hunt with you and Rick.”

When he arrived, Jim indeed was a bit hairier than the last time I had seen him, months earlier In spite of a life-threatening ordeal.  And, he looked amazingly fit.  Our mutual friend Rick Lambert agreed. “Zumbie, you sure you had heart surgery, looks more like you had “face replacement”?   You trying to look like Weishuhn?”

“Heavens No!” came Zumbo’s quick response, “Just decided not to shave….. Color is sort of similar though!”

We had just stowed our gear in the camp on the Thumbtack Ranch near Batesville when Tom and Mike Snyder, our hosts and honchos in Trinity Oaks, the charitable organization Jim, Rick and I all serve as spokepersons for questioned, “What do you guys want to have for supper?”

Before either “Hairy” Zumbo or I could respond, Rick did, “Spam and peanut butter sandwiches!  One of my favorites!”  We all looked questioningly at him!  “Hey, it was one of the few things we could afford back when Miranda was a little girl!”  He hesitated then continued, “I’ll bet it’s still a favorite of hers even to this day..”  All those listening rolled our eyes…

Says Tom, “In your honor we’ll prepare some peanut butter and Spam finger sandwiches for appetizers.   Rick you’re in charge of making those.”  He continued, “Zumbo, Larry, Mike, ya’ll be in charge of the shrimp, and I’ll take care of preparing the steaks.”

As a youngster I had occasionally eaten Spam,.  Said I to Rick, “It’s not that I do not like Spam… there are just simply many other things I like better, like boiled shrimp and rib-eye steaks!”

“Mmmmm!” he replied.

“We going hunting this afternoon?” questioned “Hairy” Zumbo.

“Grab your shotgun.  I’ll drop you off a little way from the Leona.  Heard several gobblers there this morning before y’all came in.” said Mike.   “We’ll take care of the shrimp after we get back.  Larry, you and Rick get your gear as well.  I’ll drop you off, then pick you up at dark.”

Texas allows the use of rifles in South Texas during spring turkey season.  I had brought two Ruger Number 1s. One was chambered in .270 Winchester and the other in .450-400 NE 3”.  Hunting turkeys, I intended to use the latter loaded with Hornady’s 400-grain DGS, solids.  My intentions were to call a gobbler into within less than 40 yards before squeezing the trigger, no different than if I would be shooting my Ruger Red Label 20-gauge shotgun.

The property we were hunting, which is used much by Trinity Oaks for wounded warrior hunts, and youngsters hunting, particularly those who are experiencing debilitating illnesses, holds native whitetail deer, exotic species such as Axis deer, blackbuck, and wild hogs.  With the .450-400 NE 3” I would have “an appropriate rifle” in case I ran into wild hogs or an Axis doe.  Should such happen I intended to switch to Hornady’s 400 grain DGX (expandable) loads.

That afternoon I hunted on the backside of a stock tank about a half mile or so from the river bottom.  I did see two gobblers.  One was a real ground-dragger.  But he was unimpressed with my calling. Both were following eleven hens.  I got within about 75 yards of the gobblers, but had decided earlier, unless I could call a gobbler to within 40 yards or less I was not going to shoot.  The only wild hog I saw was a huge spotted boar as he ran across a narrow sendero.

Both Rick and “Hairy” Zumbo had the same luck as did I.  Zumbo worked three different gobblers that came to within about thirty yards of him, but, thick thorn brush and cactus prevented a clear shot.   Rick had seen a gobbler following hens and could not entice him to within shotgun range. He also saw a couple of Axis does and some hogs, but not within range of his Hornady Turkey loads. Said he that night, “I should have taken the .416 Ruger I’m taking to Africa this summer to hunt Cape buffalo.”  Before I could say anything thing, “I know, Larry, you told me to take that big bore for just such an opportunity.”

Embers trailed skyward as we sat satiated with food and drink around a mesquite fire.  Rick had just finished playing his guitar and singing his daughter’s “The House that Built Me” when he turned to Zumbo, “Ate a bunch of those peanut butter and Spam sandwiches when we live in that house…So tell me what did y’all think?”

“How about them Cowboys!” questioned Mike Snyder!

 

We were up well before first light.  Jim headed to the rolling hills on the east side of the ranch, Rick took the center and I went to the river pasture.

When we gathered for lunch, Jim told of spending the morning working several gobblers, but again those that got within less than forty yards were behind a wall of thorn bush.  Rick had a gobbler headed his way, but was cut off by a hen.

 

I had taken my box call, one Jerry Martin had given me during my days with Bass Pro’s RedHead Pro Hunting Team and my Convergent Hunting Solution’s Bullet HP along with my Ruger Number 1 RSI in .270 Win shooting Hornady’s 130-grain American Whitetail.

As gray light turned “seeable” I switched on my Bullet HP.  A couple of minutes into the sequence, jack rabbit in distress, a big bobcat stepped out of the brush and came my way.  He stopped less than five yards from the call, inquisitively watching the “wiggler” on top of the call.  Unlike others I had seen in the past in the immediate area, this cat was a gray drab.  He twitched his stubby tail then walked around the call.  At one point I thought he might pounce on it.  But he did not.  I let him walk away.  Had his pelt had big rosettes I would have shot.  But I decided not to.

About nine I called in and shot a coyote suffering horribly from mange.

At ten, I switched to my box call.  I hoped the gobblers had made their rounds, and were again on the prowl.  I have called in more mature gobbler starting mid-morning than I have at first light!  Ten minutes later, I called in eight jakes.

That afternoon, I trailed Zumbo hunting on a nearby ranch and called in five gobblers, three long-beards.  Our agreement with the rancher was only Jim could take a gobbler.  I am proud to say he did in an honorable and fun manner.

Today, Zumbo’s beard is gone.   He is totally recuperated from heart surgery and is back running the roads, hunting and fishing.

Jim, Rick and I had planned to be in South Texas near Easter.  Unfortunately, after several phone calls we postponed our spring get together, but are scheduled to hunt Axis deer and wild hogs in June.

“Hey Zumbo, ya gonna grow a beard again?”

North American Hunting – A Couple of Days in the Texas Trans Pecos

A Couple of Days in the Texas Trans Pecos

Larry Weishuhn

 

“Would you and Blake like to come spend a couple of days on my private mule deer lease to help remove some coyotes?” questioned Greg Simons who heads Wildlife Systems based in San Angelo, Texas.  Before I could reply a definite yes, Greg continued.  “The property is one we acquired about three years ago.  A couple of friends and I are wanting to manage it for big desert mule deer.  We’ve had good fawn crops lately and the population is increasing, but I’d like to see it increase a bit faster, and removing some coyotes will help.”

Three things; I am always ready to help a friend, I always like spending time with a friend, and I love calling predators, especially when there is no other hunting immediately available!  Greg Simons is a dear old friend, who has been in the wildlife biologist and outfitting business for about 30 years.  Greg and I have hunted together off and on over the years, especially for desert mule deer and occasionally whitetails.  His Wildlife Systems (www.wildlifesystems.com) is one of the premier series of hunting opportunities in North America, with emphasis on the Southwest.  North American Hunting Club member will remember Greg was the “NAHC’s Outfitter of the Year” a few years ago, actually their first.  Greg too is one of the past presidents of our Texas Wildlife Association.

Greg and I planned a date to meet on the property along with Don Richardson who has long guided for Wildlife Systems, Blake Barnett my co-host for our “DSC’s Trailing the Hunter’s Moon”, as well as our cameramen Dustin Blankenship and Cody Fite.  I was excited, getting to spend time with special friends, calling coyotes and spending time in the arid, desolate, GORGEOUS, rugged Trans Pecos region of Texas.  Interestingly, Greg’s property was within sight of the mountain top where I shot my first mule deer many years ago!

First afternoon Blake and I hunted together with Don while Greg stayed back at camp performing one of his favorite camp duties…camp cook, at which I will add he is fantastic!

The wind was horrible, blowing with gusts upwards of 30 miles per hour.  Still, by using Convergent Hunting Solution’s Bullet HP electronic call we were able entice one coyote within range.  But before either Blake or I could shoot, waiting to get the coyote “on camera”, the wind switched and it turned and ran.

 

Next morning, we were out early Blake and Cody hunting with Don and Dustin and I hunting with Greg.  While Blake used the Bullet HP, I decided to use Convergent Hunting Solutions new mouth blown call, specifically the jackrabbit and cottontail closed reed calls.

 

 

During the course of the next four hours Gregg, using those mouth blown calls managed to entice seven different coyotes from great distances.  Unfortunately, with me, it was a “comedy of errors”.  Coyotes approached from up wind which they normally they do not do.  I watched the wrong direction three times.  Then while watching a distant approaching coyote I failed to see the one which charged in just mere steps away below us.  On another one, I was again watching a distant approaching coyote when one walked in, which Dustin saw and got on camera.  But before I could turn to get on him with my Ruger Model 77 FTW/SAAM, 6.5 Creedmoor, loaded with Hornady’s Precision Hunter, he turned and disappeared behind a ridge.

 

Blake and crew did better and he shot a double when three coyotes charged in from great distance (one of the beauties of hunting the sparse and low growing vegetation of that area of the Texas Trans Pecos country.

 

 

We spent mid-day exploring some of the ranch’s more remote landscape. In doing so we found several Indian campgrounds.

Later that afternoon we called in a couple of coyotes but they stopped long before they got to within reasonable rifle range.

Last morning Blake enticed a huge female from hundreds of yards away with his Bullet HP.  He shot the coyote just off the side of the call.

While we may not have had a huge impact of the local coyote population, we still likely saved numerous mule deer fawns.

 

Before parting company with Greg, we discussed the possibility of hunting with Wildlife Systems for desert mule deer, whitetails, nilgai and aoudad sheep.  Greg has some of the finest country and hunting in Texas for these and other species.  Who know we just might even share one of Wildlife System’s camp with you come fall!

Hunting Coyote with Kendall Jones

Byron South and Kendall Jones went out to hunt some coyote and hogs a few weeks ago putting the Bullet HP electronic Bluetooth game call to work. In this video, they use the Bullet HP to call in a good size coyote. The coyote comes in to the sounds, and when it gets close enough to where it should be seeing something, the decoy on the top gets its attention and they normally run right up to it. You can see in this shot here just how close this yote got to the call.

In the video you can see the coyote coming in from the left side of the screen. When it gets within just a few feet from the call Byron mutes the call and barks at him to get him to stop. This is when Kendall takes the shot. One more coyote down and several fawn saved!

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