This year I was drawn for MCAAP. On day one I returned to my stand after lunch at the truck. I was located on the downwind side of an hourglass shaped timber funnel at fields edge. As luck would have it, nature called about 30 minutes into the afternoon sit. The options were downwind in the timber (most common choice, for concealment) and the other was crosswind in the field. I expected the deer to travel the cover and opted for the field. There was one miniscule patch of tall grass about 60-70 yds from my stand in the field. This location would act as my latrine. I entered this roughly 10 acre field on a mission. If the hunter I saw that morning was still on the opposite side of the field (about 250yds away), he would be privi to a common but not often witnessed cosmic event, the Midday Flashmoon. Upon completion and as I rose from position, I felt compelled to raise my hand in the air with a thumbs up. This was for any camo clad viewers that had witnessed this stellar event would know I was OK and they should be too. I returned to my stand and napped till 4pm (cradled in a climber). A half hour before dark a nice buck walking the fields edge was headed straight to me. Arrow nocked and ready, I watched as he turned toward my make shift latrine. He went and grazed within a few feet of last night's dinner and never flinched. I know a lot of people think their stuff don't stink, but what does this say about mine?24 hours later the gut pile is still there with bucks and does visiting the feeder all day.
Well, did you get him?This year I was drawn for MCAAP. On day one I returned to my stand after lunch at the truck. I was located on the downwind side of an hourglass shaped timber funnel at fields edge. As luck would have it, nature called about 30 minutes into the afternoon sit. The options were downwind in the timber (most common choice, for concealment) and the other was crosswind in the field. I expected the deer to travel the cover and opted for the field. There was one miniscule patch of tall grass about 60-70 yds from my stand in the field. This location would act as my latrine. I entered this roughly 10 acre field on a mission. If the hunter I saw that morning was still on the opposite side of the field (about 250yds away), he would be privi to a common but not often witnessed cosmic event, the Midday Flashmoon. Upon completion and as I rose from position, I felt compelled to raise my hand in the air with a thumbs up. This was for any camo clad viewers that had witnessed this stellar event would know I was OK and they should be too. I returned to my stand and napped till 4pm (cradled in a climber). A half hour before dark a nice buck walking the fields edge was headed straight to me. Arrow nocked and ready, I watched as he turned toward my make shift latrine. He went and grazed within a few feet of last night's dinner and never flinched. I know a lot of people think their stuff don't stink, but what does this say about mine?
Closest he came to me was 60-70 yds. No shot. Apparently, I must smell worse than my own stuff. I may reconsider my baiting techniques.Well, did you get him?
Eat lots of corn, dump close to stand.Closest he came to me was 60-70 yds. No shot. Apparently, I must smell worse than my own stuff. I may reconsider my baiting techniques.
Every weapon I own is always sighted in for a 15y corn pile, no matter how long it's sit in the safe.......Pretty much spot on. Folks don't spend enough time to become comfortable with their weapon of choice.
Grab it out of the safe thinking it was on 5 or 5 years ago, not getting a steady rest and making a poor shot loses a lot of deer.
It's nothing new, but as you said, it's becoming more prevalent.
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