Let's hear 'em.....
Mine was a archery whitetail hunt in Dec 1988, I was 17yo and had a spot about 1.5mi off the road on public land with a stand I made from a 2x10 wedged between two forked trees that I could stand on. I hiked in before sunrise and set up. Within an hour a snow squall started and was windy with near whiteout conditions, I had some doe scent out & did as much rattling as my cold hands would allow. I was wearing cotton army pants and a XXL woodland camo hooded sweatshirt as my outer layer & was covered in crusty snow, eventually I got so wet and cold that I ended up sitting on my 2x10 to try to get circulation in my feet again. I pretty much gave up on seeing anything and waited out the storm with my bow across my lap. As I sat there it was snowing so hard I had to squint my eyes because the snow was hitting my face, I couldn't see more than about 10yards. Suddenly I only heard the last 4-5 steps of the biggest buck I have seen to date walk up and out of the wall of white snow nose to nose with me at about 6-8yrds, neck puffed up and steam from its nose. I froze and kept as still as I could for the longest 30 seconds of my life with this monster looking at me. Eventually my patience ran out and I tried to slowly move my string hand & this caused a huge chunk of crusted snow from my shoulder to my wrist to fall off my sweatshirt & the gig was up, off he went. I sat another 30min to an hour and then started on his track, got lost in the snow storm, borderline hypothermic, hungry, and never got close to him. By far one of the best hunting experiences I have ever had.
I'd like to give a shout out to the following sponsors of this hunt as I couldn't have done it without them:
*US military & local surplus store for providing me the used woodland camo cotton outer layer at a substantial discount.
*Ben Pearson Archery for the recurve bow I was using, the "Javalina".
*My dad for making the cedar arrows & supplying the used but resharpened Bod-kin broadheads
*Dodge motor company for the reliable off road capabilities of my 1972 Dodge Coronet sedan (with the trunk loaded with firewood for extra traction during such pursuits).
*Cenex farm supply for the bias ply rear snow tires and spool of bailing wire used to reattach the exhaust system on the above vehicle multiple times a season
Mine was a archery whitetail hunt in Dec 1988, I was 17yo and had a spot about 1.5mi off the road on public land with a stand I made from a 2x10 wedged between two forked trees that I could stand on. I hiked in before sunrise and set up. Within an hour a snow squall started and was windy with near whiteout conditions, I had some doe scent out & did as much rattling as my cold hands would allow. I was wearing cotton army pants and a XXL woodland camo hooded sweatshirt as my outer layer & was covered in crusty snow, eventually I got so wet and cold that I ended up sitting on my 2x10 to try to get circulation in my feet again. I pretty much gave up on seeing anything and waited out the storm with my bow across my lap. As I sat there it was snowing so hard I had to squint my eyes because the snow was hitting my face, I couldn't see more than about 10yards. Suddenly I only heard the last 4-5 steps of the biggest buck I have seen to date walk up and out of the wall of white snow nose to nose with me at about 6-8yrds, neck puffed up and steam from its nose. I froze and kept as still as I could for the longest 30 seconds of my life with this monster looking at me. Eventually my patience ran out and I tried to slowly move my string hand & this caused a huge chunk of crusted snow from my shoulder to my wrist to fall off my sweatshirt & the gig was up, off he went. I sat another 30min to an hour and then started on his track, got lost in the snow storm, borderline hypothermic, hungry, and never got close to him. By far one of the best hunting experiences I have ever had.
I'd like to give a shout out to the following sponsors of this hunt as I couldn't have done it without them:
*US military & local surplus store for providing me the used woodland camo cotton outer layer at a substantial discount.
*Ben Pearson Archery for the recurve bow I was using, the "Javalina".
*My dad for making the cedar arrows & supplying the used but resharpened Bod-kin broadheads
*Dodge motor company for the reliable off road capabilities of my 1972 Dodge Coronet sedan (with the trunk loaded with firewood for extra traction during such pursuits).
*Cenex farm supply for the bias ply rear snow tires and spool of bailing wire used to reattach the exhaust system on the above vehicle multiple times a season