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Fun with the trail cam!
Thanks to a generous gift from my BIL Bob, I'm the proud owner of two trail cameras. Son Doug borrowed one right away to put near his tree stand, and I'm using the other one to monitor a couple of areas that have been pretty active deer trails for the 30 years we've owned the place. Sure enough, they're still strolling along- - - -and one's got a pretty nice rack!
Camera shy!
Of course, not all the rowdy wildlife is 4-legged! Doug and his lady friend!
I just dosed up three more rotten stumps with molasses and trace mineral salt, plus I refreshed the salt lick I've been maintaining for about 10 years. That one started out with salt in a rotting stump, and now it's a depression in the ground a foot deep and 10 feet across. I dose it with about 20 pounds of trace mineral salt in late summer, and the deer just keep coming back for the salt. The trail cam is monitoring that site now.
Jerry
Camera shy!
Of course, not all the rowdy wildlife is 4-legged! Doug and his lady friend!
I just dosed up three more rotten stumps with molasses and trace mineral salt, plus I refreshed the salt lick I've been maintaining for about 10 years. That one started out with salt in a rotting stump, and now it's a depression in the ground a foot deep and 10 feet across. I dose it with about 20 pounds of trace mineral salt in late summer, and the deer just keep coming back for the salt. The trail cam is monitoring that site now.
Jerry
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Uphill to the right of the range, about 300-400 yards on a 45 degree angle from the firing line. There's a patch of woods about 50 yards deep along the back fence line of the place, and the deer have been traveling the U-shaped ridge line behind the range as long as we've owned the place. We've taken probably 40-50 deer in that general area since the mid-1980's, and haven't made a noticeable dent in the population. There are a couple of other well-established trails on the place, but the one along the back hill is usually the most-traveled one.
Jerry
Now that I'm oldern' dirt and fast approaching the end of my career in the woods, I look back and marvel at what my generation did to re-establish Whitetails in our part of the world. Virtually no one knows the true story behind this, but we can all thank a wildlife biologist named Jack Crockfort for putting two and two togather and giving the Southern States back the deer that had been about exterminated from most of the Deep South. Jack and I were friends, though he was about a generation ahead of me, and I used to follow him around like a puppy asking question after question about deer and turkey management. He was also a flintlock hunter, and he made and engraved the Scottish Rite Double-Headed Eagle on the wrist of my long barreled New England Fowler that you and several others of our group have seen. Jack died a few years ago way on up in his 80's.