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This year my grandpa and I won a hunt to Hadley Creek Outfitters in Pike Count Illinois. Grandpa talked with Stacey Ward, the owner of Hadley Creek, and he offered for us to hunt there twice if we wanted to. Our first hunt was during the youth season. The weather was really hot, in the 90's. The deer were there, but they just didn't move. This hunt was in mid October.

Now we head back to Hadley, early December and cold weather. How do you beat that! This trip we stayed at Stacey and Michelle's house. It is amazing! They treated us like family. We only hunted the last two days of the second shotgun/muzzleload season because of school. Our first morning was a bust. We didn't see any deer. We sat a big winter wheat field. That evening we went to a turtle blind in the middle of a big Biologic Maximum field. We saw sixty-five deer including three shooters. We came close to closing the deal on a big mature 8 point. We were just ready to kill him when he turned and walked away from us. When Stacey picked us up we asked if we could move the blind 50 yards or so. Since we were using the muzzleloader, we needed to get a little closer. Next morning we were in the same blind . More good deer movement, one shooter, but it was just to far. The last afternoon we were in the same Maximum field. It was non-stop deer movement, at 4:15 two mature bucks came into the field. They ate on the Maximum and were cutting across the field. They finally fed to about 150 yards. I was comfortable with this distance, so I let the lead fly. The deer crashed out of the field, doing what Grandpa and I call the “death run”.

Stacey picked us up, we looked for about 30 minutes but couldn't find him. We went back to the house and looked at the footage. We couldn't tell exactly where, but could tell I had hit him in the shoulder area. While looking at the footage we determined exactly where he had entered the timber when he left the field. On our second attempt we found the buck piled up, not 60 yards from the Biologic Maximum field. It was a good way to end my 2010 gun season (as a hunter). Now it's me behind the camera and Grandpa is up to bat. We have a couple a good deer in mind.