Three Basin bucks.
Twenty-nine total points.
All in a matter of seven days.
That pretty much sums up the week Kane Adams enjoyed earlier this month on his club's Iberville Parish lease in the Atchafalaya Basin.
“It’s pretty crazy,” said Adams, 27, a safety specialist for Turner Industries who lives in Violet. “I’ve been hunting out there my whole life and never shot one I could hang on the wall.
“And then I kill three of them in a week.”
For the record, Adams shot a 10-pointer on Sunday, Jan. 12, an 11-pointer on Wednesday, Jan. 15 and then rounded out his week with a nice 8-point on Saturday, Jan. 18.
“That’s probably the best week in my life,” he said with a laugh.
Things got started that Sunday when Adams hopped out of a boat after a group of Walker hounds were turned loose to try and track a deer that a young hunter had hit from a nearby stand.
“All the dogs ran out to hunt, and then just in a matter of minutes, one dog turned back coming with the 10-point,” he said. “The other seven or eight dogs ran past the 10-point, and this one dog jumped him up and ran him back over to me.”
The buck was running along the edge of the water, and Adams shot him with buckshot at about 25 yards, with a dog trailing about 60 yards behind.
“He was running straight at me,” he said. “He never saw me until it was too late.”
The 10-pointer, estimated to be 3 1/2-years-old, had a 15-inch inside spread and weighed about 160 pounds.
On Wednesday, Adams was driving the dogs when he saw a doe jump up from behind a log in knee-deep water.
He hollered to alert the group that he had jumped a deer, and made his way towards the log.
As he got closer, another doe bolted from behind the log as he closed to within about 20 yards.
“So I walked even closer to the log, not thinking there was any more deer, and this big boy jumps up,” Adams said.
The “big boy” was the 11-pointer, which weighed in at 180 pounds and sported a rack with double split brow tines and an 18 ½-inch inside spread.
“They always told me, ‘Don’t look at the horns once you know its got horns because you’re subject to miss once you do that,’” he said. “I shot him one time and he did a front flip and his horns stuck in the mud in the water, so I didn’t really know how big he was.
“I got over there and and got his head out the water and I was like, ‘Oh my God!’”
That’s two bucks down in four days, but Adams still had one more to go.
That Saturday, he and a big group of hunters decided to hunt some property on higher ground in the woods against the Grand River.
“I went down a little logging road and found a spot in the briars and they turned the dogs loose,” he said. “Deer were running everywhere because all the clubs around us were running dogs in the same area, so they had dogs running everywhere and deer running everywhere, but it was bucks only.”
Once again, as he had been all week, Adams was in the right place at the right time.
“They had some dogs coming at an angle towards me and I never thought they would turn and come towards me, but sure enough when they got close, that’s what they did,” he said. “And sure enough, he had a nice rack on, too.”
Adams shot the 160-pound 8-point trotting at about 30 yards, then shot him again as he attempted to run into the briars.
The third nice swamp buck of the week was down, and Adams said he heard some good-natured ribbing from the other hunters.
“They gave me a little hell,” he said with a smile. “I had on the same shirt all three days when I killed, a little outer shirt with a bunch of deer on it.
“Everybody wanted to wear my shirt.”
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