Category Archives: 2013

Never How You Want to Find Them

As I found him.

Where I found him

My fears had come true. It was May 11, 2013 and I was out chasing spring gobblers in Upstate New York when I stumbled upon him. It was the end of the mystery – I now knew what had happened to this buck 8 months prior.

It’s something we as hunters never want discover, but unfortunately we do from time to time. Finding a dead rotten buck is never a pleasant sight, especially when it’s a deer you recognize. It’s a theme that many deer hunters experience, we focus in on a particular buck only to have the animal disappear for one reason or another. Such was the case here.

I had captured several trailcamera photos of this buck back in mid-September. They weren’t the best quality images, but I saw enough of the deer’s antlers to interest me. I knew the buck was a definite up-and-comer and I looked forward to monitoring his progress and finding him back the following season.

Trailcam image from Sept. 2012.

Trailcam image from Sept. 2012.

The 2012 hunting season came and ended without a single sighting of this buck.

The next time I would lay yes on him would be that warm May morning. The buck lay dead nearly a mile from where my Bushnell Trophy Cam had captured those images of him back in September.

It’s always a bitter-sweet moment when you discover an animal like this. On one hand you’re relieved that you know what happened to him and on the other; you’re disappointed and saddened that he’s gone and won’t be around for the upcoming season. And then there’s always the question of how the animal died.

G5 T3 - Illegal in NYS.

G5 T3 – Pokes out from bone.

I began inspecting the 8-pointer for clues as to what may have lead to his death, and there in pain sight was the answer. A G5 T3 Broadhead was wedged in to the buck’s right shoulder blade. The finding left little doubt that the deer had been shot by a fellow archer and never recovered – most likely because the arrow never penetrated the deer’s vitals.

This story would end here if I lived in Texas or Illinois, but I don’t. I reside and hunt in New York State. I tell you that to tell you this: G5’s T3 Broadheads are illegal for hunting purposes in NYS.

A quick check of the NYS Department of Conservation’s website will tell you that ANY barbed broadhead is illegal. Period.
broadhd

Image if T3 - illegal in NYS.

Image of G5 T3 – illegal in NYS.

Here’s how the DEC defines a barbed broadhead: “A barbed Broadhead is one in which the angle formed between the trailing or rear edge of any blade and the shaft is less than 90 degrees.”

Clearly the T3 fits this description.

I’m unsure of who shot the buck – and to be honest, I don’t really care, but may I suggest that he or she pay a visit to http://www.dec.ny.gov prior to heading out to the local pro shop to stock up on next season’s broadheads.

As for the buck, I salvaged his head and plan to do a european mount on him.

It’s a shame really, but at least I now have answers to my questions.

Mystery solved.


A Day in the Life … of a College Hunter

By Jake Ray
Contributing Writer

I traded my Nike frees for camo boots.

Jake Ray in his normal college attire

Jake Ray in his normal college attire

I traded my flat-billed Cleveland Indians ball cap for a fitted camo Team Realtree hat.

I traded my backpack and books for a backpack chair and a turkey decoy.

I traded my Under Armour hoodie and Nike shorts for a camouflage coat and pants.

I traded my pencil and pen for a slate and box call.

I traded in my beats by Dre headphones for my shotgun.

And I traded going to work and class to go hunting.

Jake Ray transformed into hunter!

Jake Ray transformed into hunter!


Going to school in Ashland, Ohio, the home of Ashland University (an Amish community), I am not far from fields, woods and animals.

Hunting is a part of people’s lives here. On campus, it is not unusual to see a camo hat, camo backpack, or even a horse and buggy riding up Claremont. Ashland is also home to Fin, Feather, and Fur Outfitters. This is great for me because it’s a place where I can go and get away from everything – be in an atmosphere that I am comfortable in.

Being here makes me feel at home. Hunting and being in the outdoors has been a part of my family for a long time. This made coming to college easier. Sharing hunting stories, getting permission to hunt on friends’ land, all of this made the transition easier.

The view from the field

The view from the field


Being in school from August to May, I am in Ashland for both major hunting seasons. Even though I go home on the weekends to hunt with family, I have been hunting in Ashland a couple of times. In Ashland, I do not hunt on a lot of land, only six acres, but it’s hunting. Any land is better than none and hunting is, well … hunting!

Hunting has been a way for me to release stress and just get away from the hustle and bustle of the college atmosphere.

I am not a typical college student. I don’t party. I don’t drink. I am in bed before midnight almost every night. I get my work done on time, I study, and I don’t procrastinate.

A lot of other students would dread getting up before the sun rises to go sit in the woods and be quiet for 3 or 4 hours. No Instagram. No Facebook. No Twitter. I don’t care about any of that. I love it.

Ready for business.

Ready for business.


Hearing the woods wake up and seeing what our wonderful God has created is one of the greatest feelings in the world.

Because of circumstances, I was not able to hunt in Ashland the opening week of Ohio turkey season. But I did go back home and hunt on land I am very familiar with.

My dad and I had built a turkey blind the week before, using the knowledge of what the turkeys did last year. This is the spot I sat – my hunch was right. It wasn’t the big double bearded Tom I was looking for, but seeing turkeys made the day worth it. The first one I saw was a hen that I called back and forth in. It came and went with no problem.

About an hour and a half later, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. It was a Jake with a hen behind it. They came up the same way the first hen did. I called to them, hoping to lure the Jake to my decoy. It didn’t work, but it did pull the second Jake that I did not seen right to my decoy.

My heart was racing.

Yes, it was only a Jake, but this happens to me every time I get a chance to bag an animal. The Jake was 15 yards in front of me. My safety was off . . . but I went home empty handed. Right after I decided to take this turkey, there was a hen about 30 yards past the gobbler in front of me that made three short “clucks.”

I froze.

I let the Jake walk away hoping for this hen to bring a Tom into shooting range. She didn’t. I didn’t see a turkey the rest of the morning. I had the opportunity to take a bird, but I passed – the wrong decision. It is okay. That’s why it is called “hunting” and not “killing.”

No turkey or a tagged bird in the truck, but it was a day I got to spend in one of my favorite places – the woods. A day in the woods is never a day wasted.

Yes, I could have slept in. Yes, I could have eaten a good breakfast and worked on homework. Yes, I could have gone to class.

But I didn’t. I went hunting.

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Jake Ray is a rising junior at Ashland University in Ohio


Outdoor Dream Foundation Gives Utah Youngster Memorable Florida Hunt

By Billy “Catfish” Parker
AHT Contributor

I wanted to share a hunt I took last month with an awesome, 13-year-old young man named Wyatt Enman from Utah. Below are some pictures from our Outdoor Dream Foundation hunt that took place March of 2013 in Florida.

Wyatt with his gator!

Wyatt with his gator!

We went alligator hunting in Avon Park Air Force Range. It’s a 106,000-acre military training facility located in Polk and Highlands counties in south central Florida. The facility provides hunting and fishing opportunities to the public and military personnel.

Kurt Olsen, supervisor of forest management and outdoor recreation for Avon Park, managed the hunt. Doc Crews and his family offered up their services for a turkey and hog hunt, a place to stay and so much more. We had an awesome time!

Wyatt has a disease called Neurofibromatosis usually referred to as NF1. He suffers from tumors on his spine, tailbone and brain and the likeliness of him getting better is not so. This is a terminal disease.

The author (second from L) is joined by Wyatt and others who helped make his hunt memorable.

The author (second from L) is joined by Wyatt and others who helped make his hunt memorable.


Wyatt had a lot of fun on our Florida hunt. We hunted turkeys and hogs along with the alligator he harvested. He has a great attitude. We joked around and played pranks with everybody in camp. He never complained or played with his phone. He was ready to go hunting every morning at 5:30 a.m. with a smile on his face and all of his gear in tact!

He likes to cage fight with his big brother and his new passion is hunting. He loves dogs of all kinds and he spends a lot of time with his nephew Gauge. Wyatt is a great kid with an unfortunate disease. I say a prayer for him daily to experience life to its fullest. It was a real honor to hunt with Wyatt.

I’ll never forget that look on his face when he heard his first turkey gobble and especially the look he had on his face when that alligator exploded out of the water and headed right at us.

The author and Wyatt checking out his gator!

The author and Wyatt checking out his gator!


A special thanks to everyone who helped with the hunt. Brandon who ran the camera, Henry Barnett, South Carolina game officer and just a great guy who volunteered his time and efforts for the trip, Doc Crews and the entire Crews family for the great hospitality, everyone at Avon Park Air Force Range, Outdoor Dream Foundation and “Hank Parker 3D” sponsors. You all are awesome and we cannot do what we do without your help.

Look for this hunt to air during our 2013 TV season on Hank Parker 3D.

Life is short. Enough said.


Catfish Parker makes up 1/3 of “Hank Parker 3D,” a popular outdoor television show that airs on NBC Sports, Pursuit Channel and Wild TV. Catfish is joined on the program by his father Hank Parker, and brother Hank Jr. Learn more at www.HankParker3D.com


Jazzed For the Turkey Chase

There may have been similar posts on here in recent years, but I just don’t recall a spring that I have been more excited to hit the woods chasing turkeys.

The reasons why seem logical:

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– Deer season ended too long ago – and the 2012 season saw me hit the woods fewer days than any other season over the last 20 years.

– I’ve had a chance to see more turkeys already this spring than I recall over recent years – especially in my home state of NC.

– My hunting buddies keep posting pictures online of the turkeys they’re already killing in states that have already kicked off turkey season.

– I’ve not had a chance to kill a turkey since 2011.

– My local hunting buddies’ interest in turkey hunting is rising at the same rate as the NC population of thunder chickens.

– My preseason scouting trip reminded me of my love for opening a morning to the sounds of a gobble.

One other reason is worth mentioning. If you read this blog, you know I’m a big fan of Midwest Whitetail productions. And the same group of producers for that semi-live online hunting show have created a similarly themed turkey show, Cabela’s Spring Thunder.

Host Aaron Warbritton does a great job in the role and it’s easy to see that he and his turkey hunting cohorts know what they’re doing when it comes to chasing turkeys.

Here’s hoping we’re connecting on a few chases here over the next month. We’ll certainly keep you posted on when that happens!

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