Originally Posted by
cramadog2
Did the 2nd week for the first time in the Maple Island area. Went in Sunday to lots of snow. Argo would hit a tree and whoosh, down the snow would come off the branches. I looked like a snowman driving a stage coach as I was sitting up high on sheets of plywood, LOL.
The guys that went in Friday and hunted Saturday, didn't like getting covered in snow walking through the brush. They saw tracks, but no deer. Sunday they cut downed trees on the trail.
We had 3 doe tags for 7 guys.
Monday 1 doe was seen, but not taken. 1 fellow saw at least a 55 to 60 inch bull. There were many moose tracks. The deer were travelling at night for the most part.
Nothing was seen Tuesday, but a lot of tracks. 2 fellows saw where bucks were breeding does. There was blood present at those sites.
Wednesday we went 3 abreast up some ridges and I put a doe over to a guy within feet of him and he let it pass. A 100 yards or so later I put up a fawn and let it go. It had been laying down in the sun. After lunch we did a push and I put up another doe over to another driver within feet of him where it stopped and he let that one go. There was a 2nd one with it from the tracks when I got up to where I saw it. It was playing along fine, then decided to turn and go back through us, but no one saw it.
Thursday the 4 non doe tag holders went home. Us other 3 cut wood, fixed a winch cable on a quad, replaced a solenoid on another quad and I changed a punctured Argo tire, and took it easy.
Friday woke up to 4" of new snow. I got onto a fresh track, my partner also found a buck track. Got onto it right from his freshened scrape. I follow my track and saw where it went up onto a rock and looked back and saw me. On the run he went from there. My partner radioed me and said he was now on my track, so I let him catch up and we had lunch. That buck took us south and south a long ways, always running until he made an abrupt right turn, dropped off a 4 foot drop down to ice and crossed a 30 foot wide, long beaver pond without breaking the ice. It was 2 o'clock and we didn't feel like backtracking a long ways to take up the track again.
Saturday we only saw 1 fresh track, but absolutely tons of night time tracks and several places where they eating. Just about every where you went there were tracks, and a lot of single, big tracks.
No wolves were seen or heard, no bear either, but saw where they had broken oak limbs.
Saw 4 deer. Had fun, even with no deer down.