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November 10: Matt Drury

 

This year with dad’s farm getting hit pretty hard with EHD I knew it would likely be sink or swim for me over at my lease north of St. Louis.  

If you’ve had a chance to hear me talk about my trials and tribulations at the lease on our 100% Wild Podcast, you’ll know I’ve struggled there to say the least!  I felt like if I didn’t make it happen this year, they might finally pull my last name from me and demote me around here! 
 
I’ve been really grinding it out this season after one specific buck I call “2S2.” In fact, I’ve had seven encounters with him so far, with the closest being 30 yards in early October.  For one reason or the other, I’ve yet to be able to release an arrow with him in my sight!  So going in to the magical times of November 5th - 9th I was dedicating every moment I had to being in the deer woods to make it happen!  In general, I have three or four different bucks I would classify as shooters for me on this lease.  If any one of them walked in front of me, I was going to be ready for a shot…hopefully! 
 
The first night of my “Rutcation” started out great!  We sat this Muddy Bull Blind over BioLogic Radishes with standing beans behind us.  Talk about deluxe!  We had a beautiful nine point mature deer come out and push some does around.  Several other bucks postured and made their manhood known.  I thought that our next few days would be magical!  Turned out…they were, but just not for seeing the shooters I was after.
 
Finally on the morning of November the 8th around 11am deep inside security cover, one of our shooters was out for a late morning stroll and we happened to be in the right place at the right time!  “Splitz,” as I called him because of his split brows on both sides, was on a mission looking for a doe.  He walked right through all my shooting lanes and right before he reached my final shooting lane, I stopped him.  He rolled forward about four to five inches too far and his vitals were covered up by some leaves and branches.  I elected to shoot just back of these obstructions, but in the heat of the moment ended up hitting him even farther back than I intended.  
 
Immediate angst washed over me.  I pulled up DeerCast Track and tried to figure out what I hit and what my plan of attack should be from there.  Everything in there said “time is your friend,” so we backed out and gave the deer the proper time to expire.  With a bone chilling day, I didn’t fear the meat would spoil over night…but I did fear that coyotes might get there before I could. Upon searching the next morning we didn’t have much luck, so I enlisted the help of our dear friend Tracker John!  He and his dogs have been instrumental to us over the years and even more so in the help of the knowledge inside the DeerCast Track feature.   
 
Tracker John arrived and we headed out with his beautiful dog Janie to see what we could find.  Zero blood at the hit, only hair.  But enough to give Janie that scent she needed.  She worked and worked and worked and she finally found a small bed of blood about a quarter of a mile from where we hit.  Shortly after that, Tracker John yelled out the words I’d been waiting to hear, “We found him!”.  It was truly amazing to watch them in action and I can’t say enough about how well they have honed their craft.  After a poor shot execution, Tracker John and Janie gave me the redemption I had hoped for.  Definitely not the way I wanted it to happen or planned, but the way it went down.  
 
I’m very thankful for the opportunity to hunt this piece of property and after all these years be sitting behind my very first buck on it!  Lots of hard work and effort has gone in to this piece, not only with me, but several of the guys around me.  It was a win for all of us!  
 
- Matt Drury