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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hirschkopf" data-source="post: 3904882" data-attributes="member: 50724">[ATTACH=full]321911[/ATTACH]I’m new to hunting Whitetail (other than limited success with Coues) and opted to fix that by buying my own property near Checotah - 1050 miles away from my home in Arizona.  I managed to get a fenced corn feeder and a game camera installed in between rainstorms in June. The deer’s response to corn was very underwhelming. Recently, there was about one deer on camera in the daylight every other day, and the best buck was a smallish 3x3. That’s nowhere near the deer I saw when touring the place in March, or on the Realtor’s game camera tab. Perhaps the many deer that had been there were mooching off of the cattle food that was present then. Anyway, I drove back for rifle season knowing I was going to do my best not to get “skunked”. Long story, short, I managed to harvest a decent sized 2x2 and a huge doe on Sunday, and today, respectively. I’m definitely not a trophy hunter and young buck and doe may be the ticket for getting my family used to eating venison. I’ve no massive racks to photograph, but picked two interesting photos. The hanging sides photo shows what 6.5 Creedmoor Hornady 143 gr ELD-X Precision Hunter does to a young bucks’s chest wall. The shot is a bit high and forward, but he flopped right there. I’d been sitting in a blind for three hours of AM feeder failure, and decided to do a wood’s walk praying for deaf deer, or at least to learn my new place better. This was after the wind picked up and was blowing from me to the feeder. I’d put my rifle outside of the blind and went back in to get my pack and then noted the buck in the brush beyond what I’d cleared. Between the man-stink blowing in his face and the commotion in the blind I knew I was busted. I launched my “not getting skunked” round as quickly as I could after seeing he was not a spike. My rifle is set for 3” high at 100 yards; it’s either that or my haste, prevents a perfect heart shot, but it worked. I did not see anything in comfortable shooting distance on Monday. Today, after several more hours of sitting at an ignored feeder, I went for another walk. I ran into a few doe and harvested one with a frontal head shot. She was as much as an average dude in his 7th decade could lift by himself into a Kawasaki Mule bed. Tomorrow I get to sleep in and then start deboning the deer as I can’t take bone-in cervid into Arizona.</blockquote>

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