Missouri Whitetail Hunt (The Blood Runner did its Job!)
Whitney Isenhart—New Archery Nation Field Staff | Wisconsin
Whitney took this beautiful Missouri buck with the Bloodrunner 3-blade in 2009.
I started my 2009 archery season in Missouri. Arriving to temperatures in the 70’s and 80’s, way to hot for the deer to be moving. I saw a lot of nice bucks but they were all in the soybeans at 200 + yards. Every time they got up to change positions and layback down again it taunted me! Then on the second day of my hunt the acorns started dropping. The deer then quickly changed from their summer pattern, to feeding on acorns. With a bumper crop of acorns we simply could not pattern the deer with white oaks dropping acorns everywhere.
Shortly after returning home I received a call from Hunt Masters Lodge in Missouri inviting me down to hunt and a second chance! This time it would be November and the start of the rut. When I arrived I was very excited, as the rut is a fun time to be in the woods! The first morning I saw a small buck chasing a doe. Hopefully the big bucks would be out moving as the rut turns to full swing. I was happy to see the deer moving, my spirits were high with anticipation for what might lie ahead.
After lunch we checked the wind and headed to a different stand, one that offered a food plot just off a bedding area. The stand was in a dried up crick bed between a CRP field and a food plot. It was about 30 yards to each field edge. If the plan came together the deer would be coming from across either field. With the rut in swing I would rely on the doe estrus scent I brought to coaxed them in. So I sprayed it on a wick and hung it on a limb.
The wind was blowing from the northwest into the food plot to my right. I thought if anything comes from the woods beyond the food plot and gets a whiff of the deer scent I put out I might have a chance. I also thought if I get a deer to start drifting down wind from me it would camouflage my scent enough to confuse the deer and give me a shot. The night seemed long until I saw my first deer. It didn’t take long for the food plot to fill up with deer. Shortly after, everything in the field stopped and looked back. Sure enough out stepped the heavy horned bruiser that was now slowly working in my direction.
The wind swirled and the tall tined giant could smell the deer estrus scent I had put out. As the big eleven pointer made his way over to my side of the field, my heart started pounding. He was drifting down wind and now knew something was up. He was between the crotch of a tree just on the wood line when he stopped only showing his vitals. He had his nose in the air and was really checking the wind as his nose was telling him something was not quite right. Not only was he picking up my scent, he could smell the doe in estrus sent I put out. This was the edge I needed as it made him pause long enough to give me a shot. I drew back and released the arrow. He took off and not 50 yards from where he was hit he dropped with the camera rolling. The Blood Runner did its job!
Check out my hunt on REALTREE 2010 Monster Bucks XVIII, Volume 2.