Bow Hunting 2013

Bow Hunt 2013

Shaky video of me taking a 2.5 year old 5 pointer.

Spring Turkey 2013

Spring Turkey 2013

Spring '13 was successful to say the least. Opening day myself and first time turkey hunters the Trott brothers took three birds 10 minutes after sunrise. Birds were gobbling in the roost at dark. We snuck in on the tree line and planted two hens and my new fan decoy. Made a few soft yelps and then did a fly down cackle at sunrise. Birds flew right down after the cackle and when they saw the decoys they literally started running towards us. We had planned for a 1,2,3 BANG! but in all the excitement I left my safety on. Luckily the sight of his two wounded friends actually made him come back and I was able to take a shot. Three real nice birds. I shot the runt of the group at only 14 lbs, but the other two, (who had the same size spurs and beard, inch spurs, 9" beards) weighed in at 18 and 19 lbs respectively.

The second time I went out I pulled into my spot late. The sun was already up and as I exited my truck I heard gobbling from the next field over. I hurriedly gathered my things and made my way to the edge of the next field, crossed the brook to plant my decoys and jumped back across to sit at a tree. It was a little foggy out and the birds flew down towards the opposite side of the field. I made some calls and they responded but they sounded disinterested and started getting farther and farther away. I had the same decoy set up with the two hens and the fanned tom. I waited for 15 minutes or so not making any calls. When I started calling again I got them hammering back at me, so I shut up and waited. I saw two black bodies in the fog making their way through the brush. When they spotted the decoys one fanned out and the other followed. At full fan the front bird looked much bigger and I figured it was the dominant of the two so I aimed my bead for his head. At 20 yards away I took my shot and dropped him. I was 2 for 2 and was now out of tags.

I took one more venture out to the woods to try and help fill a tag for my buddy Lee Trott. We tried one spot unsuccessfully and decided to try a new spot I had never even scouted, but had just received permission from the landowner that week. As we pulled into the driveway there were a group of turkeys in the backyard. One large tom and three jakes. We tried to go around them but spooked them into the woods. I was able to call in the jakes but the tom stayed to the outside of view. Lee took a shot at one of the jakes but missed. We relocated and called another jake in but Lee was never able to get a shot off. So almost 3 for 3.

Not a bad opening day

Bird #2

19 lbs, 10 inch beard, small spurs

Bird #1, Overall a successful season

Deer Hunting 2012

    DEER! 2012

     Even though I thought I wouldn't be able to get up in a tree enough this year during bow season because of Piper and bird hunting, I actually spent quite a bit of time in the woods. With a few close calls and some frustration I had only wounded one small four pointer. He came out early, a couple hours before sunset and stepped out about 20 yards from me. He presented me with a clear 20 yard broad side shot. I whiffed the first shot, grazing his chest. He was unaware of what happened and gave me a second shot. I drew back and THWAP! Except he didn't take off, he merely strolled away, leaving me to believe I missed twice. When I got down from my stand I found my arrow. It had blood on the fletchings and the broad head but not the shaft. I found blood on the leaves, but after a couple hundred yards of tracking this dried up and left me with nothing to track.
    Opening morning of shotgun my dad came down to Rehoboth. With a lot of gun fire in the woods it was apparent the deer were moving. Four (4) does walked within 40 yards of my dad and he took the biggest one. He pushed the other three (3) towards me. With a shot at 60 yards I looked in my scope and took a couple shots. Again found blood but the trail ran cold quickly.
    On the third morning I was tired and did not feel like getting up. It was a cold dark morning and it had snowed lightly the night before. I got in my tree stand early. I watched a group of turkeys, that had roosted the night before, come down off their roost and fly into the field behind me. As I turned to look at the turkeys I locked eyes with a buck who had come in from behind me. Frozen, I remembered my uncle telling me to never look a deer in the eye or he would spook so I averted them to the sky, while keeping him in my peripherals. He went on grazing and I raised my gun. As I looked into the scope I realized I wasn't able to see due to the fact I had left my scope's protection caps on! I slowly removed them and realized the buck had stepped behind a group of trees. For a slight moment I thought he was going to turn and walk away. However early that morning I had sprayed from my stand some buck bomb, (doe estrus in a can). I noticed the buck lifted his nose and started walking right at me. At twenty (20) yards I pulled the trigger. He mule kicked and took off! I thought I was doomed to repeat another unsuccessful track. I took a second shot while he was at full sprint. I gave it an hour and came back to hair and blood all over the ground. The blood trail was much easier than the previous two I had that year. The ground looked like it had been the site of a massacre. I found my buck approximately 100 yards from my stand. He didn't go too far due to the fact that my second shot had nearly blasted his back leg off. Before I shot I knew I saw antlers and I thought between 4 - 6 points. When I got up to him and counted 8 I almost passed out. At that moment I remembered why I sat in a tree, in the cold, for countless hours. Why I spent so much money on licenses, gear, and time off from work. Shooting that 8 pointer was the culmination of a lot of time, money, effort, and sacrifice.
 

     Here are some of the photos from my trail camera I had out earlier this year. Disregard the date and times since I was too lazy to set them up correctly. The time was about 12 hours off. The last picture could possibly be the 8 point I shot. Either that or there is another decent buck in those woods... there's always black powder season!

Hard to tell if its the same deer or not, but this is a decent spread.

Dad's doe on the meat pole

Both deer in the truck

8 points, 3 1/2 year old, 135 lbs

Paradise

     For anyone who is looking for the motivation to get out and sit in a stand, just remember, like an old timer once told me, you won't shoot a deer unless you're in the woods. Get out there because the longer you sit, the greater your chances are. Just when you think you couldn't get any more frustrated with how things are going, within a matter of seconds everything can change. Never give up!

Upland Hunting 2012

      BIRDS! 2012

    It's been a while since my last blog. This is because I have been busy outdoors. With fall brings the hunting season for so many things. With Piper's first season I tried to get her out as much as possible, and to watch her progress within a few months has been a real joy. Someone once told me that a good bird dog is self trained, and although I overall disagree with that statement, a lot of that rings true.
     Hunting with Piper this year was what I would call, "controlled chaos." She was so excited to run around and find birds that she would, a lot of times, out run her own nose. Over the summer I had purchased a bird launcher and some live quail. This worked at first but I had done something wrong because Piper was blinking birds! Blinking birds means she knew where the bird was planted, but refused to find and point it. I was at a loss, and thinking I had ruined my dog for good, I reverted to the words of an experienced bird dog trainer and hunter who had a simple montra, "WILD BIRDS, WILD BIRDS, WILD BIRDS." These words rang truer than any other advice I had received pertaining to dog training.
    Since there are little to no wild birds in south eastern, Mass, I brought Piper home with me to the Berkshires while visiting my parents. There I was able to find a few spots abundant with both grouse and woodcock. From her first outing in the Berkshire hills, Piper was busting birds. She quickly learned the scent of grouse and woodcock and even before opening day she was pointing woodcock. In my opinion I was very close to ruining a good bird dog, putting her on wild birds was the best thing I could have ever done.
    By the end of the season I had shot (at) numerous birds including pheasant, quail, grouse, and woodcock. For a first season I could not be happier. She is also retrieving well. I took her out a few times duck hunting and had her retrieve a few ducks along with my aging 12 year old lab. As far as bird hunting goes, I would say the season was a complete success.

    The following photos were taken from the first day of woodcock hunting. Within a half hour of hunting in Savoy State forest I not only shot my limit, but missed quite a few as well. These three birds were shot in a row. Piper pointed, I took a step while "whoa-ing" her and one bird after another went up. Apparently this is a rare occurrence, but it happened to me on my first day out, within my first half hour. Not too bad.

Here's a video of Piper pointing, relocating, and then flushing a rooster pheasant. I made a lucky shot and dropped it.

Good girl

This photo was taken on a trip up to Maine. It was unsuccessful with only two grouse flushes, but it was a good experience anyway.

These photos were taken while duck hunting. These were Piper's first duck retrieves as well as what will probably be Smokey's (my black lab's) last. Even during the colder mornings piper did well in the cold water. The problem with her is that it's difficult to cover up a bright white dog while sitting in a blind, but we manage.

Attempting to hide

Piper's first retrieve, a wood duck!

Green winged teal

Smokey

Some last minute retriever training 

     Here's some pictures from the pheasant hunting season:

Piper's first Pheasants

Piper on a pheasant retrieve

Proud

Here's a video of Louie and I hunting from an old row boat on the Palmer River, Rehoboth, MA.  Piper was waiting for me to use the right command, "Back,"but in all the excitement I was the one who messed up and caused her a little anxiety.

Piper Training

Piper retriever training II

Piper continues her retriever training. She is currently 5 months old and learning fast. In this video I introduce the whistle command for "back" and start the retrieve from a "crate" or "kennel" command. Enjoy.

Ticks

Ticks... Nature's asshole.

        With only two weeks left to fill my last spring turkey tag, I was spending a lot of time in the woods. On top of that I was spending a lot of time taking the dogs out and doing a little training. Living in this part of the country I have become so accustomed to finding ticks on myself and my dogs that I would simply give them a flick if they were not attached or just pinch them off it I found them attached. I had heard about Lyme disease but never really took any serious consideration about getting it. I am constantly checking myself and my dogs. I was told once that a tick needs to be attached for 24 hours in order to transmit Lyme disease. Since I never really found any ticks attached to me I didn't think much about it. Both my dogs have the vaccine for Lyme, I however, do not...

Check your Pets! Gross.

       Don't get me wrong, if they offered a human version of the Lyme vaccine I would get it in a heart beat. Living in south eastern New England I am among the most dense area of tick populations in the world. With 50% of deer ticks, (black legged ticks or Ixodes scapulars) carrying Lyme's or one of the other forms of diseases it has, calling this area high risk is an understatement.  Lyme disease is an epidemic. The CDC reports that the number of CONFIRMED cases of Lyme has practically doubled from 2000 to 2010, going from 17,000 to 30,000 in a matter of 10 years. The tick population is on the increase and the disease is spreading. In Massachusetts alone there was over 4,000 confirmed cases in 2010. The scary part is that there are probably 10 times the number of people with Lyme disease that go undiagnosed. This year, spring of 2012 I have become a statistic. I was diagnosed with having Lyme disease, and let me tell you first hand, my experience has not been a pleasant one.
      To think that such a small bug could cause such problems. I want to share my experience to give people an insight into what to look for and help prevent the same thing from happening to them. In fact there are some people out there who are are suffering with debilitating symptoms that are going misdiagnosed. The reason is that Lyme affects everyone differently and has a wide range of symptoms. If someone goes untreated their immune system becomes weaker and this invites other diseases to come in. Luckily, (in a general sense of the word) I was diagnosed in the first stage of Lyme.
     I was sitting in on a training for work when I started to get the chills. This progressed to an uncontrollable shiver with an extreme headache. I was tired and extremely foggy. I went home, put on the warmest clothing I could find and hid under the covers. I began to warm up, really fast. Before I knew it I was on fire. I was sweating uncontrollably and realized I probably had a fever. I quick check with a thermometer, (the one that goes under the tongue of course) and I figured I had the flu... it read 103.6. I took some ibuprofen and it went down. I did what they always say, rest, drink lots of fluids, etc, however three days later and I was in the same routine. Chills, headache, fever, body ache continued over and over. I decided to go to the E.R. After 16 hours, two bags of fluids taken intravenously, blood work, urine test, flu test, and an unsuccessful attempt at a spinal tap, (I should add, fuck spinal taps. That shit hurts. I would rather be tazed) I left the E.R. feeling worse than I had the day before. They tested for Lyme, but told me it would take a few days. They told me that I probably had a viral version of spinal meningitis. I went home and let the onset of really feeling like shit take place.
     My fever subsided, which was good news, but I could not stand up without shooting pain in my head and eyes. I would get dizzy and want to throw up. Also I called the E.R. to see if my Lyme test came back yet and it had...NEGATIVE. As soon as I heard that I erased it from my thoughts. I must have something else then.  I pretty much laid flat for three more days before I decided to go back to the E.R. One of the reasons I was persuaded by my girlfriend to go back was because she noticed a rash on my back that seemed to be getting worse. My ears were also bothering me and my jaw hurt... I figured that my situation would probably end up as the next episode on House.

My "Bulls eyes"

     I went to a different hospital this time. Within an hour I was examined and told that I had Lyme disease. The E.R. doctor told me that my rash was consistent with erythema migrans, also known as disseminated Lyme disease. The disease was going into my body and that is what was producing all the rashes. This was typical in stage 1 Lyme. He told me that my headaches were caused by the spinal tap and they would go away within a week, (once again, fuck spinal taps.) I left feeling better, probably due to the fact that I knew what was wrong with me. I was prescribed amoxicillin for 3 weeks and started my dosage that day.

     I was told by the E.R. doctor to see my primary care physician, so the next day I made an appointment. I went and was seen by a nurse practitioner. She told me I did not have Lyme disease because my blood test from the first E.R. visit was negative and that the rash I had, (now all over my body) did not look like Lyme, (according to her book.) She told me to stop taking the antibiotic because that was causing the rash. She made me make another appointment to see the doctor the next day. Well after doing some research on the internet I pretty much self diagnosed myself with Lyme. I did not take the advice of the nurse. I kept taking the antibiotic and saw the doctor the next day. He told me he was not convinced it was Lyme. I continued taking amoxicillin anyway. Three days later the E.R. doctor who had diagnosed me with Lyme called and told me the blood results were in. I tested POSITIVE for Lyme Disease.
    I am not telling this story to make my primary care doctor, or the other E.R. doctors look incompetent, although they might be? My reason behind this is to show how difficult it is to be diagnosed with Lyme, even with all the tell tale signs. I can only imagine what would have happened to me if I did not break out with the "bulls eye" rash. I would have gone on undiagnosed which leads to serious medical issues down the road. People in stage two and beyond are affected with serious nervous system issues, cognitive problems, arthritis, and vision problems. This all comes from going undiagnosed and untreated.
    Being an outdoorsman here in New England has its risks.  I know now that I will take more precautions when entering the woods, or doing anything outdoors for that matter. Using Permethrin on my clothing, tucking pants into my socks, using the dryer on clothing when I come home (the heat kills ticks) checking and double checking. Using all the pesticides on myself and the dogs probably has side effects too... but I guess thats when you have to weigh the risks.
     If you live in an area with a dense population of deer ticks, first of all make yourself informed. There are quite a few articles and documentaries on the issue. "Hidden in the leaves" is a good video, and you can find it on youtube. hidden in the leaves. Then take proper precautions to keep from getting bit. But since ticks are tiny, and they numb the area where they bite it makes it almost impossible to see or feel them. Having said that, you should know the warning signs of Lyme disease. The earlier it is diagnosed and treated, the better chance you have of beating it.
     The fact that this tiny bug exists sucks enough, excuse the pun. They are creepy bugs that want to crawl on you and suck your blood. That in itself is gross and makes me hate ticks for simply existing. However then you add to it that they can give you a debilitating illness that could in fact ruin your quality of life. Can it get much worse? I want to know why there isn't more being done about it. You see Bird Flu and Swine Flu making all this crazy hype in the media and the government responds by mass producing a vaccine for it. This is for only a few hundred cases being reported. Lyme disease is reporting almost 40,000 in a year and growing, and its widespread through the entire continental U.S. not just here in the North East. If a vaccination for dogs it available where is the one for humans?
     Until a solution is found, stay informed, be safe and check twice.

Opening week MA Spring Turkey Hunt

Turkey Footage

       Here is a little video I filmed with the camera on my bow. I took it out opening day and sat in a ground blind since the weather was terrible... as you will see. I had the opportunity to take a small jake but decided not to since it was the first day I was out and there is a long season ahead of me.  I would have filmed the bird I shot except for the fact that I don't have a mount for a camera on my shotgun. This is something I have been trying to figure out. Enjoy.