Couldn't go today... kids and sports!
But, I did go yesterday... and.... it kicked ass!
I had to traverse a nasty patch of thick lodgepole to get into some aspen/willow thicket stuff I knew the whitetail would like. It was about 45 minutes in the dark, and just as it started to get light enough to see around me I noticed I was in an area of sparser timber and there was a fresh scrape at my feet. I moved to a spot I had a decent view from, got all set up, then gave two grunts... waited a few minutes and gave a doe bleat, using "the can"...which honestly I know NOTHING about...
I waited about 5 minutes, picked up the horns and started making a serious racket... about 30 seconds in and I see a flash of movement 90 yards down in the timber. I tossed the horns and got on the scope and it was a 120 4 point... maybe a hair smaller. Nice looking buck, but I had high hopes for the day. Anyhow, he ended up going out of site so I touched the horns together a bit and he came dashing back in to 47 yards! He never saw me..and slowly walked off.
Well, that was cool as hell. That was it though. I ended up jumping a bigger buck and taking a foolish running/brush shot at him. There was snow on the ground and I tracked him for a long time to ensure I didn't draw blood. I tried rattling about 3 other times for about 1/2 hour each and didn't get any reaction...
Fun stuff though...maybe tomorrow.