Sorry to here that nofish, I had a pretty rough year as well. I hunted hard and could only get does and a really dumb spike in front me all year long. It doesn't help that my brother shot everything he saw either. There are still 4 big bucks from my trailcam that didn't make an appearance, so there's always next year.
And to make matters worse, I probably totalled my van on a big doe just south of Willow River doing @70 on Friday evening on my way up, my wife had to rescue me, had to tow the van, and I had to borrow a friends truck to go back up and get camp and the 4 wheeler. Thank God for good friends when you are in a jam!
Then Sat morning I sat in the freezing rain and wind and felt like a real idiot because nothing was moving. Then the thunderstorms came that night! And melted the ice and turned camp into a quagmire, oh the joy of breaking camp in mud!!! UUGG!!
A couple bright spots though...I think the wolf hunt has had an impact up in our area. We didn't hear any howling for the last 6 days straight!! That's a huge change from the last few years. My brother also got a real fine 8 pointer on Friday evening. We went 6 for 8 and have plenty of real fine venison for the winter!
Thanks Domino and glad to be here. I got him in Itasca County. We have property north of Nashwauk. My biggest deer ever. Don't see a whole lot of deer this size come from around the area we hunt. Had 3 wolves 50 yards in front of me on opening day. Made hunting tough the next few days. Only seen 2 does in 5 1/2 days then he stepped out.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947