Bama Slamma Whitetail

The cold month of January in Central Oregon had finally arrived when Brian Smith a friend from the south convinced me to head south for another year of good ol’ Alabama stand huntin for Whitetail. After the five hour flight and layover in Atlanta, I made it! Brian met me at the airport in his Jeep Wrangler stained with red clay from previous “wheelin” in the mud scouting out “green fields” for fresh sign. Brian drove us to an old friend’s cabin about two hours south of Birmingham where we made our deer camp.

Hunting camp

Hunting Camp

Ok…so not much for roughing it! The rustic old cabin had showers, large kitchen and three cozy bedrooms. Camp was great and the day was long so off to bed for an early rise. Morning came and Brian drove me to the first shooting house positioned over a lush green food plot called a “green field”.

Riding in the Jeep with the back window rolled up and what felt like “freezing air,” we stopped to scout some nice buck scrapes where bucks in the area had marked their territory.

Fresh Scrapes

Fresh Scrapes

Brian drove us down the old leaf covered road till we reached the rustic camo covered shooting house where he said, “ya’ll watch from here today”. I grabbed my pack, 30-06. and proceeded to climb the rusty old ladder into the shooting house. Once in the house I loaded my rifle thinking a deer would show at any moment. Hours went by and you guessed it – no deer! I spun my chair back and forth watching for any movement and remembered what the cabin owner had told me at breakfast, “don’t shoot a button”! He explained that we should shoot all the does we can as they provide great meat. At that moment a deer ran silently into the “green field”. I raised the rifle and focused quickly to identify if the deer might be a button. “BANG”….. & off goes the deer into the hardwood bottoms. I get out of the stand and track the deer about 75 yards to it’s fall.

First Deer Shot

First Deer Shot

Brian motors in to pick me up after he heard the blast. I ended up dragging the deer to the Jeep where Brian lifts the hair on its head and says, “ya all shot a button”. I thought to myself and question Brian as I was sure there were no horns visible. Brian explained, “it happens to lots of first timers, so don’t feel bad”. From there I told myself – “no more buttons”! We arrive back at the cabin where Ed the owner laughed as he hoisted the deer up in what they call, “the meat station”.

Button Dressing

Button Dressing

By this time I shot one deer and Brian had not seen a deer so back out we went for another hunt positioning ourselves in a new area. This time Brian suggested I try a “climber stand”. I asked how that works, so Brian demonstrated. I took the stand and gave it a try come to find out I was a little slow and cautious climbing up the tree. Once in the stand Brian left to station himself on the opposite ridge top.

Climber Stand

Climber Stand

That evening as the sun set watching the food plot I thought to myself, “Lord if only there would be a nice buck in front of me”????

Green Field

Green Field

I looked up and right in front of me stood a beautiful Alabama 8 point buck displaying no sign of flight. Once again I raised my rifle realizing this was not a button and yes… “BANG” the Whitetail rose straight up flipping over upside down with the antlers landing in the grass. I had to pinch myself as I could not believe what just happened. Brian drove up after hearing the blast asking, “ya all shoot anutter button”? I replied, “yep” and proceeded to lift up the head for his headlights to discover the size of button I had shot.

Alabama Buck Down

Alabama Buck Down

We arrived back at the cabin where Ed the cabin owner took charge once again offering incredible southern hospitality! Thanks again Ed for the wonderful food, company and great memory!

Southern Field Dressing

Southern Field Dressing

Memories of hanging out near the camp fire deep in the heart of Dixie will always remind me of great friends and what it means to “Pursue The Outdoors”.

Friends at the Fire

Friends at the Fire

Thanks Brian for everything including your famous “Catfish Stew”!

Brian's Stew

Brian's Stew

Ahh, the time had come to travel home and share my first Alabama buck experience with family and friends.

Troy's 2nd Alabama Buck

Troy's 2nd Alabama Buck

Here is a picture of another buck brought in to “Buck N Anny’s” meat processor the same night as our hunt. We wondered where this buck was on our hunt – hmmm…

The One We Missed!

The One We Missed!

About the Author

Chad Wiley

Chad Wiley

Chad Wiley lives in Missouri and has recently started tournament bass fishing, which has become an obsession.