BRAINERD, MINN. – It was minus-5 degrees. I was perched 15 feet high in a bur oak, cold and somewhat bored. I watched as marsh grass swayed in a gusty northwest wind, drawing arcs in the snow.
That was the final day of Minnesota's 2004 archery deer season. The sun was perched on the western horizon, and I was chilled and impatient, hoping the last half-hour of legal shooting time would pass quickly. I had been holding out for a mature buck but, since it was the last day of season, had decided I would shoot an adult doe if I had the chance. Then, through a screen of willows and alders, I spotted a lone doe on a deer trail that passed 25 yards from my stand. This was going to work out just right; last day, last light.
Or so I thought.
As the doe stepped from cover, she snapped her head to her left and stared up, directly at me. What? There was no way she had spotted me. I hadn't moved, plus I was directly in front of a 2-foot-wide bur oak trunk. She hadn't scented me — deer react differently when they get a whiff of a hunter. A few seconds later, she reversed her direction and ran away, tail flying high.
"December deer are different," I thought. "Am I missing something?"
That became my favorite saying over the years when speaking about late-season bow hunting. I've had a number of similar situations, where there was seemingly no way deer should have seen me, but they did. I've been a student of whitetails my entire life, and I know when I've been spotted vs. being scented, or heard.
Fast forward to this fall. Remember how cold it was in early November? I was bow hunting one evening when a spike buck stepped out about 50 yards away. The rut was on, and the little buck was full of himself. He walked over to a scrape and began to work the overhanging branch. When he had satisfied himself, he turned in my direction, and immediately spotted me. He stopped, stared up at me, and then trotted off. What? My stand was in a spruce tree, and I had ample branches behind me to break up my silhouette.
Then it hit. I was wearing my cold weather camouflage coverall, hunting gear I had worn for many years but only when it was really cold. Like in December.