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Went with a plot screen (Northwoods Whitetail HD Screen) this year and installed a new .5 acre brassica plot in the middle of my property. Screened off a few other plots and i think it will pay off this year. Brassicas are the Northwoods Sweet Feast. Couple pics from my plots. One with the blind is just a pure clover plot, no screen as it’s isolated enough. All the others have the screen you can see in the background.

Do this and you def need the drift bag. Ontario Lakers are lazy and covering water till one bites is the name of the game. You want a slow drift, and toss your jig head in front of the boat, drop to the bottom, jig till you aren’t vertical and do it till your arms fall off. You will def catch fish.

Yeah, that is smart. For the 400 - 500 ft trips, I like the 1ft or less forecast. Just too far is something goes wrong. You can def fish 100 - 200 in 1-3ft forecast though. We have done that quite a bit and its not the most amazing thing ever, but I never felt in danger.

All I fish out of is my 18 ft Alumacraft out there and we beat the kings up pretty good. I don’t ever test the lake though. 2ft or less is my threshold. I almost never challenge a 1-3 forecast and I certainly don’t push beyond that. Can’t say I’ve ever been caught in a weather event, as we are just that careful. Fishing to me is never worth worrying about sinking or dying.

Bait pile yote for me too last night. Pretty female.

I believe in WNY, lack of turkey has far more to do with human reduction of habitat and nest predators. racoons are #1 in my book in critters to kill. And accordingly I have trapped close to 20 on 40 acres in the last year.

The Red October Ninja Size Shallow Tube in Halloweenie. That thing crushes.

Same here

Saw Bellie Sad Boy. Get off the thread then.

Bait pile yote. Front facing shot, base of the neck. Didn’t move a step. My Ruger .204 is easily my favorite gun. Just deadly accurate.

Knocked down a fox the other day, amazing what .204 bullets will do. Hit him broadside behind the shoulder and the bullet exploded up through his back and also fragmented out the front and broke his jaw! The point of my finger is where the bullet hit.

You even got the fox to wink for the camera. You never cease to amaze 😂

I got my bait pile out for coyotes and fox today. Already helped my buddy take out the three foxes above. When I hear gobbles in the spring , I’m gonna be SO proud of myself.

Reveal tactacams have been flawless. But I have also run the base model SPYPOINTs for a few years with zero issues.

Difference between cold bore and fouled should never be more than an inch. If it was, i would be calling CVA for a new gun

Walleye54 is a terrible post. Joke of a sportsman. Good catch and I hope many 9 lb fish get plucked out of Walleye54's pocket when you roll by him In the bay!

Had a heck of a hunt Sunday morning. Pulled up to the property to a driving rain and was bummed. Decided to play out the morning rain in a box blind near our back property food plot and see if I couldn’t luck into a doe dragging a buck through. So there I sit, warm and dry playing on my phone and right about 7:20, I set my phone down a there is a head just poking into the food plot, staring at me. Dang it, she doesn’t smell me but she caught the movement. She nervously backs out (not spooked per say) and pulls a few more deer with her. I don’t confirm what they are but if there was a buck following, that was a costly error. Around I decided to walk our small strip back field (about 70 yards wide) that is between hardwoods and an Ag field and play a ground sit where some giants have been cruising. I silently (everything is soaked) push to the back corner and as I get about to my spot I see a big body out in the Ag working a scrape. I’m thinking, wind in my face, chest high golden rod between me and the hedge, if I can pull this deer, I can put a stalk on him. Ok here we go, slip off the backpack hit the grunt tube and look. No reaction. Ok one more grunt, louder longer challenge. Bang head up, swiveling to catch the sound. Starts slowly moving from the ag toward my hedge. Holy crap phase 1 is working. Ok now I gotta get to 20 yards of that hedge, be ready for him to pop out and be in position. He stops to work another scrape, here we go. Hands and knees slide to the hedge, I cover 30 yards in a minute, dead quiet. Pop up to check him, he is now 50 out and coming slow and steady on a rope. Holy crap this is gonna happen. I get greedy. Give me 10 more yards to get within 15 of the hedge, I make the move, pop up, he is still coming. He is now just behind the hedge within 25 yards, I slowly rise to catch his position. I lose him. He vanished. I look for a full three minutes, how could he be gone? It was right there? Flash of antlers just behind hedge, oh holy crap he’s at 15 yards. I quickly pop down into the golden rod and holder the crossbow. He clears the hedge into my field at 10 yards I have my crosshairs on him but I don’t want a frontal through golden rod. Comon dude, little more. After what seems like an eternity of looking, he steps through fully and turns broadside to the left at SEVEN STEPS. I slowly raise up, on his shoulder, he sees me, tenses up, I have golden rod in the scope still, but screw it, pull the trigger. He makes two bounds, flickers his tail, falls over dead. HOLY CRAP THAT JUST HAPPENED. I was over the moon. Was a story book spot and stalk that was out of a freakin TV show. Not a giant deer, but certainly respectable and probably one of my best hunting memories of all time. Absolutely incredible Sunday morning.

Activity around me is deader than dead tonight. With high temps, it’s not shocking

Day late and a dollar short. Been a killable shooter buck in front of one of my stand locations (sometimes several) every day for the last four days and I’ve picked wrong every time. I know eventually I’ll pick right but my goodness this is getting absurd. Playing the wind is my highest priority so nothing spooked or bumped but man, unlucky so far.