Moose on the call – The 6 best calls (3 of 6) – The hunt snuff 2022 Moose Call Saline Urine

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HOW TO KNOW WHEN TO HOLD OUT FOR A BIGGER MALE-AND WHEN TO PULLKEN BAILEY

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There are two pearls of wisdom when it comes to big game hunting gameYou can’t shoot a big animal if you put your tag on a smaller one, and always shoot an animal on the first day that you’d be happy to shoot on the last day. This is an example of “cognitive dissonance”, today’s jargon for the mental discomfort caused by two contradictory beliefs. It’s clear that you can’t follow these two tips I learned this once again during the last hunting season, and in a painful way. white-tailed deer where I hunt, but hunting is difficult. The area is dominated by forest; there is some cultivation, hay and pasture in the region, but it’s not very extensive. Deer feeding in fields, while not uncommon, are not the norm. More often than not, they have to be found in the woods. And although there are generally large males wherever the white-tailed deer One afternoon in mid-November, I left my blind early, because nothing was happening and I wanted to check out a new stag. other area before dark. I returned to my truck and headed for the gate across a large pasture. As I left the trees and entered the pasture, I noticed movement further down the field and immediately slammed on the brakes. Ten hinds were stirring, and in their midst was a very good buck. He was large, heavy and tall, and I knew immediately that he would do over 150 points. Naturally, the deer didn’t stick around after seeing my truck, but I wasn’t worried. I’d found the male I wanted, so I came up with a plan.

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The next morning, I set up a portable ground blind in the pasture according to the prevailing winds, then hunted elsewhere before returning mid-afternoon. Sure enough, with an hour of daylight left, the females emerged from the surrounding trees, singly or in pairs, and began feeding, oblivious to my stalking. Twenty minutes later, I saw a lone male emerge from the trees, but was it the male? After observing the scene for a few minutes, he ran out of the trees after the hinds that were gathering. Through my binoculars, I could see that he was heavy and broad, but not the size of the male I’d seen the day before. He still scored over 140, and was a damn good buck for the area.For the next 20 minutes, I watched as he chased deer all over the pasture. Sometimes, it was as close as 100 meters from where I was sitting quietly in my blind. I had several opportunities to take him, but didn’t, hoping that the bigger buck would appear. Finally, night fell and I snuck out of the blind without disturbing the deer. I intended to return the following afternoon, and every afternoon thereafter, until the big male reappeared.

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That same evening, however, Murphy and his accursed law arrived in the form of a blizzard. In the space of 24 hours, 30 cm of snow fell, and high winds created snowdrifts twice as thick. Two days passed before I was able to return to the pasture, but in the meantime, everything had changed: the hinds never returned to feed again, retreating to the bushes to find food. Freeze-thaw cycles made walking in the bushes very noisy, and although I set up two caches in likely locations, I saw nothing but does and small bucks. I didn’t intend to shoot just any deer, but as the season progressed, I decided I’d gladly take either of these two big beasts. Unfortunately, neither of them showed up, and at the end of the season I went home with an unfilled tag.I had a lot of time to think about my decision. Some days, I’m glad I stuck to my goal of hunting and tagging that first big buck. Other days, I regret not having shot the second male when I had the chance . This isn’t the first time this has happened to me, and I still haven’t found a solution to this dilemma. It really is cognitive dissonance at play. What would you have done? Source: Outdoor Canada /https://www.outdoorcanada.ca/whentoshootsource