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The highs and lows of hunting. Darrell and I headed to Illinois for the 2nd year in a row, hoping to knock down a mid-western monster. After hearing from our good friend Mike Rave that there was record breaking flooding going on, we continued with our plans knowing that they could change drastically…About 18 hours into our 22 hour drive, Mike calls and says it’s worse than he was told and that almost all of this public land is several feet under water. Sure enough, we arrive at the camp and go to explore, and the only thing left is a 100 acre piece and we suspect maybe a small piece of an island if we can get there. We’ve got to make the best of it. That’s would be the “lows” of the hunt. Now for the “Highs” of the hunt.

. . . Day 1, after being in the tree for about an hour and a half, Darrell shoots a nice 9 pointer. That means that I have approximately 10 days to get it done. The next morning, after my first rattling sequence, 4 different bucks came in, including a huge 160+” 10 pointer. None of them would come close enough for a shot. After a few other close encounters with shooter bucks over the next couple days, we find ourselves out on a foggy morning on Nov 5th. Just about the time we start to get good camera light, I can hear a buck grunting up a storm but we can’t find him. He seems to be close, but in the fog. Soon, I spot the doe that he’s trailing about 40 yards out and she’s walking away. About 25 yards behind her is a nice 145” 10 pointer walking at about 45 yards out. I grunt and he stops. Just a I’m about to release he starts to walk and the shot is back. We follow the awesome blood trail left from the Rage for about 150 yards and decided to back out. We go back to camp, review the footage and go back about 4 hours later. After picking up the blood again, we travel about another 80 yards and there lies a beautiful 145” 10 Pointer…What a high!