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Bow hunters are you having any luck?

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Just curious if any bow hunters are having any luck on opening weekend! Wish I could be out there with ya! Stick'em big!

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Yup wet all day saw two bucks and three does and a handful of turkeys but what a wet mess!!

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Very wet and windy. No luck yet for our party of three but we have been seeing a good number of deer. Just no shooters yet.

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Saw 4 different bucks first evening out. Had an easy opportunity at a 10 ptr but let him walk. They were really moving Saturday evening.

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I scored a doe opening morning befor the rain and passed on two little bucks. I'm seeing lots of activity around 9am and from 6 to dark.

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Tippman did you go and take care of those geese on Friday? That ten ointer must have been a week one!

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I saw 7 does and fawns saturday evening, the does were too far out. I have not seen any bucks like I was hoping to.

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I saw several deer moving in the morning and passed on the same 7-pointer on sat. and today.

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Tippman did you go and take care of those geese on Friday? That ten ointer must have been a week one!

Well at this point I'm hoping for pope and young or darn close, and I'm nearly certain he wouldn't have made it. Probably had about a 16" spread and nice tines, not much mass though.

Had to get to work Friday before the geese began flying.

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That dang work! That is why I am not bow hunting or waterfowl this year because I am doing school and work full time. I am just going to stick to rifle hunting for deer.

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saw a lot of does and a few bucks. Saw a nice scrape from what I believe to be a decent 10 I saw on my camera. It was fun seeing the woods come alive once the sun came out saturday evening!

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got myself the biggun. 23" inside spread 16 pointer. 8 inch bases. beauty of a buck, pics to follow soon

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Congrats vister! Sounds like a giant. Get those pics up here soon!!!

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Rum river state forest -saturday-not a single sighting got soaked and did enjoy being out there once more

Carlos avery wma- sunday- east bethel area - not a deer in sight will have to keep trying.

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Attaboy Vister!! Was he typical? Should score big. Got out Sat afternoon in the Frazee area. Had to guide the father-in-law on some walleyes on Big Pine in the morning before the rain. No does, just two 1.5 yr old bucks(fork and a 6). Dang things wouldn't let me get off my stand til 8:45. Rain and strong wind this morning so I hit the snooze. Went out this afternoon and had the twins walk by again around 6:30, hour earlier than Sat eve. Wind died to nothing about 7:45. Right at last light(more like first dark) I just got my arrow in the quiver and heard a deer coming in. He got about 15 yds and I reknocked. Click...Busted! looked up at me and I could just make out his rack...tall and to the ears(16" I guess)most likely a decent 8, but not the guy I'm looking for. Just then another deer is making alot of racket off to the other side of me. Got just a glimpse of his sillouette and his rack...was the big boy at 25 yards.Too dark to even think about a shot. There were also 2 more walking just past him but hard to see. Then the 8 started walking by me and he had one with him, too. My experience hunting this time of year shows the bucks usually stick together, and most likely all 5 were bucks. If so that would have made 7 for the night. No does again. The neighbor 1/2 mile away has trail cams out and says he's seen many good bucks. Looks like it's going to be a great season again. Sorry for the rambling but I just had 150 miles of thinking about the upcoming fall hunt prospects and need to decompress before hittin the sack. Great weekend!

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great stories! i'm so jealous! waiting for our season to start in a couple of weeks! del

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long story short, 7:45 saturday night the biggun followed 4 bucks out single file. the lead buck, the one i wanted to shoot was close to getting downwind of me as he headed behind me in the neighbors field. all four bucks looked really nervous, then HE stepped out without a care in the world. i drew back immediately, as i new it was the buck i wanted and had trail cam pics of. he came to an opening 32 yards out walking right to me. i was worried the other bucks were going to bust me, so i made a shot many will probably complain about. i grunted, he stopped and stared right at me, so i let er fly. smack, 2 blade rage in the neck, through the vitals to the guts. i know, not a good choice of shot, but i was confident in it. 80 yards of blood paved tracking and their he was piled up dead. waaahoooo!! mainframe 12 with small drop and kickers totaling 16. unsure of a score, but maybe 160's, 170's at best?? when i post pics, u guys decide. oh yeah, only 3 and a half year old deer, weighing in at 180.

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Way to go Vister. You're right, you'll hear some gruff about the shot, but you can't complain about the results. Pics please!

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