This past weekend was the second period of the MBRB hunt. I had my stand set on Thursday afternoon and was excited for 3 days of prerut hunting.
Friday morning was nice and chilly. First frost of the year when I woke up had me pretty excited. I was a little later than I’d hoped getting to the park, but was settled and ready well before first light. It was a slow morning without any deer seen. The afternoon was much the same. Although I did hear a deer walking behind me after sunset, I could never make it out through the brush. The day ended uneventfully.
Saturday morning was again cool. And, like Friday, no deer seen in he morning hunt. I was getting a little frustrated at this point, as the park was slow for everyone. This second weekend is typically the better one, but it was slow all around. I kept reminding myself that it only takes a few seconds for things to change. With that in mind, I returned for the evening hunt. The evening played out like the one before. No deer for the bulk of the sit. Then, with 20 minutes of shooting light left a small buck came into my area. He approached from my 2 o’clock and I got drawn. He turned and crossed my face, and I tracked him through the peep over to 10 o’clock. He stopped a few times, but each time his vitals were covered by trees. I held out for as long as I could, but eventually had to let down. He walked off unscathed, having never offered a shot.
Sunday morning was a carbon copy of the other two mornings. Having some home obligations I’d been ignoring, I pulled stakes and called it a hunt. In total, I saw one deer for the weekend. Pretty rough.
The group as a whole didn’t fare much better. I think we took 6 deer total, over 6 hunting days with 24 hunters. Needless to say, I am planning to move on from this hunt next year. I told my wife to remind me of this frustration when I’m applying next year.