Post by: Rob Allen on October 18, 2017, 09:55:57 PM
Post by: yakimanoob on October 18, 2017, 09:57:42 PM
Post by: lokidog on October 18, 2017, 10:36:34 PM
Post by: yakimanoob on October 19, 2017, 02:55:47 PM
I've always liked hunting Blacktail in the rain, seems they stay out in the open more. Rubbing against branches and leaves, I believe, gets them much more wet than rain running down their sides.It sure as heck gets ME wetter.
Can you tell I'm not thrilled about this forecast? :chuckle:
Post by: boneaddict on October 19, 2017, 03:11:38 PM
Post by: RockCreek on October 19, 2017, 03:40:40 PM
Post by: mp.hunter on October 19, 2017, 03:42:24 PM
Other than the peak portion of the rut, The day after a huge rainstorm or snowstorm seems to be when I see the most "Daytime" activity for pressured game animals. A good 2-3 days of being holed up in the timber trying to stay out of the weather and the first break they have puts them out and looking to make up for the meals they missed :twocents:This exactly, be there the day it gets nice again or stops raining.
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Post by: vandeman17 on October 19, 2017, 03:48:52 PM
With that said, growing up we always found as the weather broke after a storm the deer would seem to appear out of the mist and be active
Post by: fishngamereaper on October 19, 2017, 03:54:22 PM
Post by: Rob Allen on October 19, 2017, 04:01:24 PM
Post by: SteelheadTed on October 19, 2017, 05:18:25 PM
I haven't been hunting long enough to say for certain but the two downpours I've hunted I saw more deer those days then I did the rest of the season.
Post by: Turner89 on October 19, 2017, 05:27:17 PM
I love hunting the rain. (Not like i have much of a choice....BT hunter here) There senses are diminished some , and giving us a little more forgiveness.
Post by: Bill W on October 19, 2017, 05:35:23 PM
Post by: Whitenuckles on October 19, 2017, 06:09:59 PM
Post by: Magnum_Willys on October 19, 2017, 06:31:49 PM
Post by: MonstroMuley on October 23, 2017, 11:18:01 AM
Muley's: Hunted near summit of Old Blewett Pass Tuesday 10/17 when first storm front rolled in... "Mt Biked" and "Hoofed" spur roads and game trails... fierce winds and rain on top ... "Nothing!" ... packed up vehicle and heading back down to camp around noon on Old Blewett road thinking negative thoughts ... no sign, early season dry conditions, little water for animals, predator impact, over hunted, no deer or probably bedded down in thick cover during big storm, etc. ... mid way down mountain, drove around corner ...
"Low & Behold!" whole herd all bunched up and running down road ... quick count of 10+ (of what could see on road) ... multiple bodies, ears & rears and deer parts instantly flying over edge and through brush heading down hill as turned the bend before could even get tail end herd count (definitely more already heading down hill with a sea of ears moving through brush "how surreal")... looking for horns between ears...maybe one... herd moved like a school of fish in unison... fake left, fake right and left again, then down hill trying to distract pursuer ... possible buck ran up hill with last big doe standing in middle of road looking up hill, then headed down hill to join others.
Stopped abruptly, "Action Over in a Flash" before could even jump out ... Chance Encounter Aftermath: same ole' countryside... as if they were never there ... just happened to be in "Right Place @ Right Time" ... 2 other hunter trucks immediately drove by quickly and never knew what they just passed up. Point Being: during Big Storm on Top... witnessed Muley's all herded up on wind break side of mountain and moving down hill fast to ravine bottom thick cover. ... and Think Positive even when signs look bleak ... old cliche true... "They are Where You Find Them".