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Aug05

A chilling thought on a hot summer day

by daverichey on 2012/08/05 at 8:12 PM
Posted In: The Daily, The Field, The Woods, Thoughts
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Not enough snow to prohibit deer travel … yet
photo courtesy Dave Richey Outdoors ©2012

We’ve all grown up with the adult advice that too much of anything is never good for you. The primary examples used when I was a young man included such things as alcoholic beverages, tobacco and chasing wild women.

Most people realize that eating too much sweets, too many steaks or too much fried foods isn’t good for a person. Too much Thanksgiving turkey bloats a person and makes us drowsy.

This “too-much” attitude can apply to many things about deer hunting as well. Too much east wind, too many trips to the same stand, too many does in the herd … all of these things can be bad.

A chilling summer thought

Even though it is 80 degrees in early August, my thought processes are never far from deer. This leads me to wonder about snow. Can too much snow be a bad for hunters and for deer? The answer is a qualified “yes.”

Let’s take a look at the problem. Some parts of the state last winter were knee-deep in snow. What exactly are some of the problems associated with too much snow for hunters.

  • The obvious thing is that too much snow can have a limiting effect on how deer travel. The more snow, the less the animals move out to feed. The less feeding that takes place means that deer are not as visible, and that isn’t good.

  • Another problem with too much snow is it becomes more difficult for hunters to get around, and the result is many sportsmen stop going out. They dread the idea of hiking a half-mile through deep snow, and running the risk of a heart attack.

  • We all know that snow makes things slippery, and it’s very easy for a boot to slide off a tree stand step or the ladder of a ladder stand. Snow blows, can obscure moving deer, and many hunters do not care to be out in the really nasty weather.

Too much snow causes problems for deer as well; Such as

  • The deeper the snow, the less deer will move to feed. The deeper the snow, the more difficult it becomes for young deer to get around and to find food. Prolonged bouts of snowy weather and cold temperatures can lead to winter die-off or increased predation.

  • Deer spend most of their time in heavy cover, and snow can obscure the view of a deer moving through thick underbrush. Those deer that do move may pay an inordinate amount of attention to a hunting blind. They may still hang back in a thicket and not move until after dark.

  • It’s difficult to tell a buck from a doe in swirling snow. They same thing applies to foggy weather. A friend of mine shot two bucks last year by accident. They looked like does, which is what he was hunting, and he glassed the deer with binoculars, and then switched to a scope. He studied their heads and could not see antlers, but when he walked up to both animals, each was a nice buck. Their antlers were made invisible by fog hanging four feet off the ground.

Swirling snow can lead to taking a bad shot

One could make the argument that he shouldn’t have shot. However, long periods of studying both animals with binoculars and a high-powered scope failed to reveal antlers. He still wishes he hadn’t shot.

So here we are, just barely into August, and each day brings us closer to the hunt and the inevitable snow that follows.

A friend of mine from the Traverse City area had 20 inches of snow one day last year, four inches the next and the next, four inches again and about six inches the next day. If anyone is counting that is 34 inches several day, and it continued to pile up.

Many don’t seem to be aware of it, but two years ago we got 165 inches of snow that winter and about 120 inches last winter. Who knows what the weather will bring in several more month.

Granted, deer can head for the conifers where there is some thermal cover, but the combination of cold temperatures and increasingly deep snow, can place some young deer and mature breeding bucks in serious trouble early in the winter.

That, in a very bad winter, can become a death sentence for deer. And that is a chilling thought on a hot summer day.

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Aug04

Passing of the Michigan grayling

by daverichey on 2012/08/04 at 8:12 PM
Posted In: The Daily, The Water, Thoughts
Greg Meadows with an Arctic grayling from Great Bear Lake
photo courtesy Dave Richey Outdoors ©2012

The Michigan grayling were so plentiful 125 to 150 years ago that they were caught to provide food. Some timber companies of the 1880s fed these tasty game fish to the loggers who were cutting down trees nearby.

The fish with the overly large dorsal fin sustained the men who would ultimately destroy them. As large standing timber along streams were cut to allow more sunlight on the river surface, and the trees were rolled into the rivers to gouge out spawning gravel or clog it with sawdust, the beginning of the end was underway.

Over-fishing, timbering, warming of the stream water, and removal of spawning gravel made the inevitable demise of the Michigan grayling a certainty. Some Lower Peninsula streams held grayling until the early 1900s, and a few grayling were found in the Upper Peninsula, until the fish went extinct in the late 1930s.

Many things led to the extinction of Michigan’s grayling

Waters such as the AuSable, AuGres, Black, Boardman, Boyne, Cheboygan, Hersey, Jordan, Manistee, Muskegon, Pine and Rifle rivers once held the majority of grayling in this state. Studying data from a book called Trout of Michigan, by Harold Hinsdill Smedley (books are available from me for $10 plus $3 postage <dave@daverichey.com>), and from a little monograph called The Grayling In Michigan by Charles W. and Edwin P. Creaser of Alma, it quickly becomes apparent the Michigan grayling went extinct soon after logging ended.

A catch of Michigan grayling from Bear Creek in the late 1880s

The last holdout for the Michigan grayling was in Houghton County’s Otter River where fair to good numbers of fish were still available in the early 1900s. Michigan tried to raise Otter River fish in downstate hatcheries, and many were planted (including some in the Cedar River near Gladwin) but all such plants soon died out.

 

Graying, once the special fish of Michigan waters, no longer exists in those waters. Advancement comes a dear price. Often more costly than desirable.
photo from The Graying in Michigan

Other planting efforts took place with the last major plantings of hatchery-reared fish from Alaska and Montana, were made in the 1980s. The fish were planted in the AuSable and Manistee rivers, and in several; small Upper Peninsula streams, and in a few select lakes in both peninsulas, but after three years they had vanished without a trace.

To the best of my knowledge, the Michigan grayling were gone again by the mid-1980s. The last recorded true Michigan grayling was caught in the Otter River in 1935, and the game fish was declared extinct soon after.

I’ve caught Arctic grayling in northern Saskatchewan, Canada’s Northwest Territories, and in Alaska. I truly wanted to catch a Michigan grayling after the most recent plants 30-some years ago, but even though they had to be released alive if hooked, I didn’t want to jeopardize the health of any of these delicate fish.

Other anglers, fishing near planting sites on the AuSable and Manistee rivers, caught many of these fish while fishing for trout. Most were returned to the water alive, but it seems that handling them led to their quick demise.

Apparently it wouldn’t have made much difference because the fish soon disappeared. Grayling did live a bit longer in some cold inland lakes, but I suspect other game fish ate the small grayling for lunch.

The original grayling of this state averaged 8-11 inches with an occasional fish to 14 inches. By comparison, I landed a 4 1/2-pounder in Great Bear Lake in the Northwest Territories. It was mounted in all of its majestic colors, and some slob stole it from a display at the Outdoorama show at the State Fairgrounds in Detroit in the early 1980s.

The large sail-like dorsal fin allowed these fish to put up a good fight. It was like battling a big bluegill when the fish turns its side to the pull of the line. Grayling threw up that big dorsal fin, and the fight became more difficult. They are wonderful to eat, and had the distinct odor and taste of the herb thyme.

The color photo above was taken on Great Bear Lake of an Arctic grayling. The b/w creel photo was taken by a gentleman named Hanselman of Ann Arbor about 1886 and shows a nice catch of Michigan grayling from Bear Creek, a Manistee River tributary.

The grayling in this state are gone, and will probably never be seen in our state waters again. However, the city of Grayling owes its name to this great game fish that, like the passenger pigeon, is now extirpated. And state residents are much poorer for that loss.

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Aug03

Positive thinking helps bow hunters

by daverichey on 2012/08/03 at 8:12 PM
Posted In: The Daily, The Field, The Woods, Thoughts
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Never take bad shots; Wait for a broadside or quartering-away shot
photo courtesy Dave Richey Outdoors ©2012

It’s difficult to do things that require skill without having a good attitude. A problem I find with some hunters is they lack drive or motivation, and this usually comes from not having a proper attitude.

There are good attitudes and bad ‘tudes, and a bad one isn’t conducive to being an effective deer hunter. Hunters with a bad ‘tudes are constantly griping about the weather, the lack of deer, too many does, too many hunters, and on and on.

Can’t remember the name of the guy but years ago he held classes that praised the power of positive thinking. He believed that thinking in a positive way made a big difference, and I completely agree.

The power of positive thinking works while bow hunting

Think of deer hunting this way. You climb into a tree stand or ground blind, feeling good about yourself and your ability to sit still and shoot straight. You know you can shoot that buck if it comes your way.

This positive thinking attitude doesn’t work every time. If it did, we would all soon tire of deer hunting, rolling a 300 game while bowling, or clobbering two home runs in the local softball game.

What this positive thinking does do is allow a hunter to do everything else right. A buck starts heading your way, and you spot it immediately. You sit still and don’t wiggle around, and you’ve got the wind in your favor at all times.

Stay alert and pay attention to your surroundings; Don’t move

Turn this whole scenario around, and head into the woods with hope in your heart, and a good feeling about hunting. There is a feeling that you sense more than feel, that today will be a day when a nice buck will offer a shot. You can sense that buck, and you sit tight with bow at the ready, and when he shows up, you are fully capable of shooting it.

The power of positive thinking is something that many people rarely acknowledge. They might be thinking about a beer after the hunt, and be thinking of that brew when they should be thinking about a deer.

This is a mental concept that is very difficult to explain, and in all honesty, hunters must have a few bucks under their belt. They must know their way around the deer woods, and must learn to think like a deer. If I was a deer, where would I enter this area from and why? You study the terrain, figure it out, and sure enough, on many occasions the deer will travel the trails you’ve puzzled out.

Hunters with a positive attitude have their game face on whenever they enter a stand. They are out there to hunt, not just spend time outdoors, and they are constantly running the angles through their brain. They are, without knowing it, trying to will a buck to them.

Now, that is a bit of a stretch, and although I’m not saying a person can will a deer to them, I believe the hunter with the right attitude will do more things right than hunters with a different mind-set.

Hunters often refer to those people who always shoot a nice buck to be “lucky.” They are not lucky in the normal sense of the word; instead, by having the proper attitude, and the willingness to think things through and do everything right, they can make their own luck.

Hunters who always take a buck with a bow are prepared for a shot

This positive attitude allows hunters to scout more efficiently, pinpoint key buck areas, and to be in the right spot at the right time. This occurs because they believe in themselves and what they are doing.

Hunting means you must believe in yourself, your abilities and hunting skills. If you think negative thoughts, chance are good you’ll be daydreaming about the boss you intensely dislike, and a buck will sneak past and be out of range or back in thick cover before it is seen. You’ve blown an opportunity.

I can’t teach you or anyone else how to develop a proper deer-hunting attitude. You either have it or you don’t, and those who do, know what I’m talking about.

Those that don’t will never know unless they put this column aside and read it every day before they go hunting. Then, maybe with a tiny bit of common sense and the right attitude, a buck may walk within range of a hunter who is mentally and physically prepared to shoot.

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Aug02

Don’t shoot little bucks

by daverichey on 2012/08/02 at 8:12 PM
Posted In: The Daily, The Field, The Woods, Thoughts
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Which buck would you rather shoot? It’s an easy choice, isn’t it?
photo courtesy Dave Richey Outdoors ©2012

A single belief is a continuing thread that runs through the management of any deer herd. A buck needs time, lots of time, to grow to produce big antlers.

Big-antlered bucks don’t just happen. In much of Michigan, a buck seldom lives long enough to really produce big antlers. Often, the first buck with bone on his head that walks past a hunter will get shot.

There is little or no deliberation for most people. Many hunters that see antlers of any size will shoot that buck, and check for size later. The vast majority of these bucks are 1 1/2-years-olds with their first set of antlers.

They get shot with a bow or firearm long before they have any potential for serious growth. For many hunters, killing a buck of this size is just an ego stroke. It offers them bragging rights. Nothing more or less.

Wow! They get to brag about shooting a little basket rack 6-pointer. Or, even worse, they drop a spikehorn. It allows them to say “I got my buck, did you?”

My answer to that statement is: Who cares

Bucks don’t just hit the ground at birth with a big set of antlers. It takes time for them to grow, and on average, 3 1/2 years is the minimum. If a buck can reach 4 1/2 years, there is some possibility of seeing the great potential this animal has.

Drop a 1 1/2-year-old buck with his first rack, and that animal will never get larger. The hunter would be far better off, and do the local deer herd a favor by letting the little buck walk and shoot an anterless deer.

I’ve long maintained that shooting an old doe that has been around for several years is much more difficult than shooting a buck. Bucks can gain some instincts over time, and they may go nocturnal, but stick with a buck long enough and he’ll make a mistake. Old does seldom make a life-threatening mistake.

Time, or if you prefer, age is one major factor in a buck living long enough to grow a big rack. It takes three or more years for their antlers to grow thick with long beams, a wide spread and long points.

The only way a buck can live in today’s society where they will wear the rack of a big monarch is for hunters to give them a break by shooting a doe instead. Another possibility is if they travel the first year near thick cover, and jump into it at the first gunshot. There, if they are naturally cautious, will keep their head down and not venture out until long after dark.

Everyone talks about deer “going nocturnal,” and heavy hunting pressure causes that to happen. If the deer smell too much human scent, see too many sportsmen walking to their stands, or catches a hunter moving while on stand, it sends them scurrying for the nearest patch of thick cover.

If it happens twice to a decent buck the animal may choose to hide out until all the people have left the woods. The bucks then come out, feed and jump back into their sanctuary. Hunting pressure and hunter errors forces deer into this nocturnal feeding-travel pattern.

A plan for hunting success down the road

The bottom line for sportsmen today is to spare some young bucks, and if everyone in the immediate hunting area subscribes to and practices this form of deer management, there will be more and larger bucks within three years.

Hunters can remove excess doe numbers, spare the button bucks, and other young bucks, and in time their chance of seeing and shooting something with an antler spread of at least 18 inches will be much better.

Cut these young bucks down when they still have a puny rack, and you’ve accomplished nothing toward about building a local herd of better than average deer.

It’s a tough sell because there are countless people who listened to their Daddy and old Grandpa who continue to mutter the old folklore idiocies, such as: “You can’t have more deer by shooting the mother deer.”

That old saw has been proven wrong for so many years it’s a wonder anyone still believes it.

We let young bucks live, and if you want good bucks on your land, you better do the same. Big bucks won’t show up overnight, but sparing small bucks for three years will do the job nicely.

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Aug01

Praying for rain

by daverichey on 2012/08/01 at 8:12 PM
Posted In: The Daily, The Field, The Woods, Thoughts
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A buck walks through drought-ravaged fields in search of food
photo courtesy Dave Richey Outdoors ©2012

Rain is a necessary commodity. It has many uses other than messing up the vacation plans of tourists.

The Great Lakes are still low, as are many inland lakes. The woods were bone dry, and when it’s as dry as it has been, the chance of a wild fire (once called a forest fire) goes up.

Farmers have been looking for rain, and what we’ve been given in the past several days hasn’t ended our drought conditions. A drought occurs when the ground is baked dry, and dust puffs up with every step. It’s what we’ve dealt with for months.

Fields are dust-bowl dry

The rain, including that which rumbled through the area about midnight two nights ago, was a heavy downpour. The problem with that is it fell so hard and fast that little soaked into the ground. It’s better to get a steady rain that slowly soaks the ground than a deluge.

My food plots look miserable, and I’m hoping rain comes in time to save this years crop. Two or three clover patches look awful, especially during our two-week spate of dry 90-degree weather.

If some rain comes in a few days, as is forecast, we may still have decent food plots. My Imperial Whitetail Clover, Brassica and Purple-Top turnip plantings were almost burned up by the hot sun two and three weeks ago. I’m keeping a close watch on it. Drought conditions just do not produce the quality of food plots that most of us desire.

Many farmers wonder if they will get a decent second-cutting of hay this year. Cornfields are not growing well but some feel a second cutting of hay isn’t in the cards this year either. It’s much the same with clover and other things planted as food plots.

Some state areas have had plenty of rain while other locations, such as around Traverse City, has suffered. I’d counted on making three or four plantings but that didn’t work out.

I will hold off on other plantings until next spring, and see how my plots make it. I’d been thinking of some winter wheat planted on some of my woods trails to give the deer some greenery to eat this fall, and it could come up and provide an early source of easy-to-find nourishment. Such a planting this fall is now in doubt.

I’m not a farmer but do the best I can with my food plots

I’ve said this before, and will say it again, but I’m not well learned in planting and growing things. I discuss my food plots with people I trust, and then hope the weather conditions are suitable for producing good crops.

It’s one of these late-in-life situations where I hope to put something back into the resources, provide better cover and food for the animals and birds. I’m learning that Mother Nature has a somewhat perverted sense of humor: she teases us with rain, and then sends it north or south. To add insult to injury, she often decides to send us more snow.

My eyes are peeled for my Imperial Whitetail Clover plantings. Some seems to be greening up a bit, but most of our crop was brown and down. We did the soil tests, planted at the proper time, had a bit of rain early, and then the drought began just as it did several years ago.

It’s difficult watching a crop go downhill, but I now have a better understanding of what farmers go through on a yearly basis.  A drought serves no one, whether a farmer growing crops for market or a sportsman who plants crops for the wildlife.

Food plots from other years came up; Not this year

Nature and the weather can be incredibly cruel at times. We invest our sweat equity into seed, fertilizer and lime, and hope for the best, which would be to have a mediocre crop, and it will only happen with even more rain, sunshine and warm weather.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed for much more rain. I try to be optimistic in all things, but it’s very hard to think that way this year about food plots.

Time will soon tell whether we will give the land a good drink or if drought condition will continue.

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