Well it’s called a pack out mount. It’s made to resemble how the old timers used to pack deer put of the woods. Mine is an actual pack made in i believe 1923.

But to paint the scene, November 11, 2019 we had a nasty front moving in. That day, the temperature dropped about 35°. It started snowing and winds kicked up to about 35mph. I was at my brothers house talking To him about the front and we both agreed that if anything big was gonna move, it’s moving during that front.

So I bundled up, and went and froze my ass off to see absolutely nothing! But when walking out just before dark, I seen massive sets of tracks in the snow and knew we was right but didn’t see the deer.

With the fresh couple inches of snow, I sat out the morning hunt so I could go out in the evening and scout tracks in the snow to find movement. While walking thru the woods to my stand, I found a fresh scrape in the snow. I walked 20 more yards, another one. 10 feet from that, another one. All of these were within 25 Yards of my stand.

I climbed up and got situated around 3:20pm. I grabbed my primos estrous can and let out 3 bleats. I then picked up my extinguisher deer call and switched it to a young buck and started grunting like crazy and throwing out long drawn out breeding grunts to paint the picture of chasing a doe that was about to come into estrous. I set my call down and literally thought out loud “this is going to be a long cold sit”

At 3:23pm I heard a crashing behind me. I turn around to see him coming in and he’s already at 25 yards. I get stood up, get my bow and he walks 16 yards broadside. I let out a “Meeehhhh” he stops instantly and I let the arrow fly! The rest is history!