posted on May 09, 2011 07:15
By Mike Handley
If dancing the Macarena would give me a second chance at a departing buck, I’d grab my hips and swish for all I’m worth. And if you’re a bowhunter, you know exactly how I feel.
Nothing is more frustrating than watching an enormous buck walk out of your life, ignoring your most provocative urrps, wahhs and even the clash of rattlin’ horns, be they real or synthetic. If a shooter is beyond bow range, especially if it’s getting farther away, most bowhunters will throw everything they’ve got at him.
Ron Poole did the Hail-Mary thing last Nov. 19 in Iowa. Realizing he wasn’t going to pull the monstrous 22-pointer off a hot doe by grunting or hoping, he dug out a snort-wheeze call and invited Romeo to a butt-kicking, and it worked like a charm.
While a lot of bucks will do anything to avoid sharing real estate with a huff-and-puffer, the bullies often come running. Ron’s deer was of the latter group, which is why it’s now hanging on his wall in Hector, Ark.
Ron uses a compound bow, but he’s an instinctive shooter who prefers fingers over a release. Although he had a hard time not looking at antlers, he drilled the buck at 35 yards. It wound up being Iowa’s largest bow-killed Irregular in 2010, No. 6 for its category there.
The buck’s official BTR score is 213 7/8 inches; its composite tally (spread included) is 233 3/8.
To be perfectly honest, Ron’s story is far more interesting than pulling out a deer call. It also involves hunting the smallest and least desirable tract available to him that day, as well as a botched application that was supposed to ensure his friend could join him.
You can read all about it in the August issue of Rack magazine.