Warren Womack keeps detailed journals from virtually every hunt he’s ever been on. He records where he hunted, the date and time, any deer seen and weather conditions — with the occasional accompanying photographs or video.
Mike Waters started rattling for big bucks last year with some success, and decided to employ the same tactic when he hunted an old cutover near Coushatta in Red River Parish on the cold, cloudy afternoon of Dec. 29.
Dr. David McGehee is a Ruston-based pediatrician whose family owns a prime piece of property in Madison Parish. His two adult children don’t have the opportunity to deer hunt often, but both capitalized this season after their dad let a couple of big deer slip through his fingers.
It is probably a fact that most dads want their sons to enjoy the same activities in which they participated growing up. It is also a fact that some dads can go overboard and push their kids a little too much to make this happen.
Despite his great love for hunting, my dad would often forego a deer hunt in the last days of the season to get an early start on fishing. As he would constantly remind me, if you want big sac-a-lait, you need to fish cold water.
Bad weather ended Preston Wood’s plans to bowhunt last Friday in Webster Parish, so he decided to grab his rifle and head to a spot on a pipeline near Heflin that afternoon to see if he could put some more meat in the freezer.
As it turns out, the best medicine for Stormi Collins’ toothache was just a little time in the deer stand.
And when a big 12-pointer chasing a doe walked into the field she was hunting near the Red River just outside of Natchitoches on Dec. 31, she rang in the new year with a bang — and a solid buck that green-scored 153 inches.