I never thought that the wildlife I would see in Florida would be an 8 point buck whitetail deer. My wife had to hold me back from getting me into hunting mode. This trophy deer was not spooked by my presence. I used my best doe bleat call to keep this animal at the edge of the woods for a few minutes before sundown. An old Indian showed me how to bleat using my throat and lungs only. I was amazed of the size of the tracks he left for an average size buck. He finally flagged his white tail as a warning to the doe that were on the other side of the road. I'm glad I didn't have a rifle and a sharp knife with me. Barbecued venison would have been on the menu, well, maybe not, but, my instincts kicked in anyway.
I also saw two wild boars feeding on the side of the road. I have never shot boar, but I've seen lots of them being hunted on TV shows. On the drive home, I saw more deer browsing on the side of the highway. Game birds were everywhere, including wild turkeys, all seen from the comfort of the driver's seat in my motor coach.
I never hunted from a tree stand, but, I may take it up. There are sliding windows, a panoramic view, heat and beer in the fridge in my coach, the perfect tree stand! Now, if I could only find a way to make it four wheel drive!
About Me
- Liars Hunting Camp
- Canada
- Liars Hunting Camp is the base Camp where Whitetail Deer Hunting, Monster Bucks, Scrapes, Rubs, Trophy Racks are found. My Hunting Camp Stories, especially the stories of the Big Whitetail Bucks that I didn't harvest, have amused my Hunting Buddies. This is my way of revitalizing the great and funny moments I shared with them over the last 30 years. Read on!
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