Canada In The Rough films with Border Country Outfitters

We rolled into camp in early November to no snow and cold temperatures; that soon changed and the snow started piling up, making it a true November hunt. The hunting locations were well thought-out and in areas that you knew you would see deer. They often combined an agricultural field or area with timber or in the timber between food sources.

An hour into John’s first hunt, he caught movement in the thick timber 75 yards in front of him. As he peered through his binoculars, he could see the outline of a deer, and within moments the outline of a massive, dark, heavy rack. Studying the footage, it looks like a 150 class 10 point. Sadly, the big buck stayed in the trees with a doe nearby. Needless to say, when we met for lunch John’s heart was still pounding from excitement, but slightly broken.

I was able to hunt many days in a spot that soon became my favourite, a 5-acre secluded bean field that was too wet in the fall for the farmer to harvest. It was surrounded by woods and low-lying brush. From the first hour we sat in there until the last day we hunted it, we had dozens of deer appear each hunt. It was incredibly consistent for deer movement, and we watched buck after buck move through the field and timber edges searching for does. The biggest buck we watched in that spot was a 125-inch, three-year-old 10 point. He was a beautiful buck, but not the big buck that Border Country folks had on camera. As luck would have it, we never did see that buck.

John and I hunted every morning and every night, and each time we sat we saw multiple deer. It was really something to behold, the doe numbers were remarkable as we could see upwards of 20-30 on a busy sit. The buck numbers were equally impressive; we were just having bad luck finding the big mature ones. To add to the frustration, the cameras showed the big bucks in our areas every night; the daylight mistakes were just not happening, but it made it so exciting to go in the woods each day.