I’ve been using Imperial Whitetail Clover for several years and I feel it, along with good deer management, has made this story possible and helped produce the bucks you see in the photographs. The deer use the Imperial Clover daily.
I had high hopes for the hunting season in New York. In late August I caught several bucks on my Cam Tracker camera. The non-typical is an eleven point that grossed 131 and the typical is an eleven point that grossed 171. I tried to pattern both of these bucks along with a third buck that looked to be a solid 150 buck over the next two months. I arrowed the non-typical on October 15th at 9:00. The buck weighed 216 pounds dressed and grossed 131.
I now had a month wait for our slug gun season. On November 20th, the opening day of slug gun season. I was hunting a ground blind overlooking an old scrub field. I had seen two 8-points early in the morning and several does. At 2:00 pm I saw the monster typical 11-point chasing a doe. They were in the thick scrub field 800 yards away. There was good cover between us so I decided to go after him. The buck continued to chase the doe back and forth through the old scrub field. I stalked and jogged my way to cut the distance between us. I got within 150 yards of them, kneeled in the scrub field and steadied my gun on my left knee. I was just about to shoot, when I decided to try grunting the doe. I grunted and she started coming right at me. She winded me at about 75 yards and she began to quarter to her left. The buck followed and I squeezed. The buck dropped, but got back up and ran into a barrage of shots. I hit the monster a little low in the shoulder and had to shake the hand of the hunter who put the buck down. The buck grossed 171 with little deductions. This whole episode took its toll on me.
Over the next couple weeks, I hunted passing up several marginal bucks waiting for an opportunity at a mature on. On December 9th my chance came. I did a session of horn rattling and shortly after I saw the huge white-racked buck cutting the center of a golden rod field between the wood line and me. I focused my range finder on the center of the golden rod field where I thought the buck would cross, and it read 125 yards. I got a stable rest and waited for the buck to cross and squeezed. The buck flinched up and ran about 80 yards and fell. I ran through the golden rod and recovered a beautiful 10-point that grossed 157. This put an end to my story buck season.
