Photo/Video Galleries
Jim Woolsey
RAWLINS, WY
8/20/2017
elk bath tub.
RAWLINS, WY
8/20/2017
elk bath tub.
Gary moorman
Alexandria, MN
8/20/2017
This camera is looking over a alfalfa field to look at deer on property in northern Minnesota, Looks like this little guy is looking for a kiss from dad before it goes to bed.
Alexandria, MN
8/20/2017
This camera is looking over a alfalfa field to look at deer on property in northern Minnesota, Looks like this little guy is looking for a kiss from dad before it goes to bed.
John Chappell
Harrisburg, IL
8/20/2017
More kool pics from a summer mock scrape.
Harrisburg, IL
8/20/2017
More kool pics from a summer mock scrape.
John Chappell
Harrisburg, IL
8/20/2017
A couple other from that same scrape. I thought were kool
Harrisburg, IL
8/20/2017
A couple other from that same scrape. I thought were kool
John Chappell
Harrisburg, IL
8/20/2017
I have watched this buck all year 200 yards from my front door. so I snuck in to where he is made a mock scrape and there he is I also have a shed from 2 hrs ago.
Harrisburg, IL
8/20/2017
I have watched this buck all year 200 yards from my front door. so I snuck in to where he is made a mock scrape and there he is I also have a shed from 2 hrs ago.
Caleb Harkins
Suches, GA
8/20/2017
Had pictures of this group of bucks at this mineral lick about two months ago and thought they'd grow into something nice and we are very happy to see that we were correct. We run several cameras and always keep our Cuddebacks where we think we will get the best photo opportunities. In our area, these are trophy bucks that anyone would be proud to get. Excitement for the upcoming season is at an all time high at our house.
Suches, GA
8/20/2017
Had pictures of this group of bucks at this mineral lick about two months ago and thought they'd grow into something nice and we are very happy to see that we were correct. We run several cameras and always keep our Cuddebacks where we think we will get the best photo opportunities. In our area, these are trophy bucks that anyone would be proud to get. Excitement for the upcoming season is at an all time high at our house.
Earl Booth
Kitty hawk, NC
8/20/2017
My twelve year old mineral lick got flooded with a heavy thunderstorm. A great blue heron came to investigate.
Kitty hawk, NC
8/20/2017
My twelve year old mineral lick got flooded with a heavy thunderstorm. A great blue heron came to investigate.
Chris Futral
Dacula, GA
8/19/2017
Standoff between two whitetailed does and an ornery racoon over protein block scraps.
Dacula, GA
8/19/2017
Standoff between two whitetailed does and an ornery racoon over protein block scraps.
Aaron Schwager
Bellevue, IA
8/19/2017
I started bow hunting at age 13. I had a string of bad shots (always missing thank god) until I was about 15. Plenty of missed deer and never getting my first kill until I was 18. Needless to say my confidence was low. My father and I got my two younger brothers into hunting at a young age as well. We all 4 were bow hunting at this point and we had been trying to manage this farm for years. In the particular area it's very hard because there are so many draws that run next to eachother with multiple food plots connecting them. We only have permission to hunt two of the draws and nearly every one has a person who hunts it. So these deer travel ALOT and those who hunt around us shoot everything. We had some good young bucks over the years that we passed up on only to have someone else shoot it a couple hollows over that same year. Management of this property is hard. So in 2014 we got exciting news, my fathers good friend bought the property we were already hunting. The people he bought it from were just farmers and didn't care about food plots and deer management, so when he bought this property we were VERY excited because this guy is into hunting and we knew he'd let us put in food plots. Anywho, here is the story. Our FIRST year with food plots we finally were the ones drawing in the neighboring deer. We had a ton of young deer and a couple mature bucks that we were after after getting some decent velvet pics. At this point let me add one more tid bit of a back story. Two years prior I was on an after school hunt and I snuck into my stand as usual. Got in and realized very quickly that I had gotten in without spooking a nick buck that was bedded about 85 yards from my stand. His long white tines stuck out like a turd in a punch bowl against the orange fall leaves. To make a long story short, he was the largest buck I'd ever seen from my stand and I was shaking just watching him sunbathing at 85 yards. I watched him until sundown and at last light he got up and followed 2 does RIGHT to me. He stepped into my shooting lane (it was too good to be true). By the time I got the sights on him I knew it was too dark to shoot. I couldn't find him behind the pins.. very hesitantly I let off. He heard my let off as did one of the does and they all took off blowing. I was VERY upset when I got home but after about two hours of sulking I knew I had done the right thing. From that night on I named him the White Knight. Well the White Knight was caught on our neighbors cam and he sent us photos and we knew he was young. The neighbor Killed him that year with a muzzleloader. I was heartbroken. I REALLY wanted that buck. Anywho, so back to the story. This buck appeared on our cameras the next year and I thought I was seeing a ghost. It was IDENTICAL to the White knight, and we knew it had to be the same family. They had the same long white tines with the crab claw ended main beams. This brother or so we called him of The White Knight, came to earn the name Koba. We took it from the movie planet of the apes. Koba was in charge in that movie just as this deer was in the timber. Some of the pictures of him we got at the food plot that winter he was bullying the little bucks around so we knew he was the one not to be messed with. We got so many pictures of him that winter and we were all jacked up to keep try and keep him on the property since we knew he'd be a shooter that next season. My brothers and I went shed antler hunting in hopes to find his sheds and bam! First hour out my middle brother found his left side in a known bedding area. We were shocked how big he was for only being a 3 year old (our best estimate). We searched all day the next day and only found other sheds but never his right side. The snow was deep though and we knew it was going to be tough if we didn't wait it out. That weekend we got some good sun and it melted a lot so my father and I and my youngest brother went back out looking in that same bedding area. We weren't out an hour and my little brother was squealing in a drainage ditch holding up a beauty of a right side. Our first ever matching shed set!!! We didn't spend much more time searching as we were too excited to get it home and match them up. We called my dads friend (the cop in the pic and owner of the property) as soon as we were back so he could come see. We were pumped up and ready for bow season already and it wasn't even March. I'm sure many of you know the feeling and if you read this far I'm sure you are hoping for a storybook ending. However I know most of you know hunting doesn't always end that way. We hunted for him the entire bow season and we only got one good picture of him early in the season. He just wouldn't let us out smart him. We never even saw him from a stand and he got hit by a car that next winter during shotgun season. We were devistated. I know this story isn't a successful I killed a Booner but in my mind it's what it's all about. Never giving up hope that your time to kill a trophy will come and to always remember why you are in the woods. Enjoy every moment away from your busy lives and I hope you get the chance to love not only the moments of big kills but also love the moments where you get out smarted by two big bucks for 3 years and you never get them. Those two bash brothers, the White Knight and Koba will forever have a place in my mind as this story never gets fuzzy for me. They are my reminders why I hunt. It's not just to kill, but also to appreciate the intelligence and skill (also luck) it can take to outsmart these animals.
Bellevue, IA
8/19/2017
I started bow hunting at age 13. I had a string of bad shots (always missing thank god) until I was about 15. Plenty of missed deer and never getting my first kill until I was 18. Needless to say my confidence was low. My father and I got my two younger brothers into hunting at a young age as well. We all 4 were bow hunting at this point and we had been trying to manage this farm for years. In the particular area it's very hard because there are so many draws that run next to eachother with multiple food plots connecting them. We only have permission to hunt two of the draws and nearly every one has a person who hunts it. So these deer travel ALOT and those who hunt around us shoot everything. We had some good young bucks over the years that we passed up on only to have someone else shoot it a couple hollows over that same year. Management of this property is hard. So in 2014 we got exciting news, my fathers good friend bought the property we were already hunting. The people he bought it from were just farmers and didn't care about food plots and deer management, so when he bought this property we were VERY excited because this guy is into hunting and we knew he'd let us put in food plots. Anywho, here is the story. Our FIRST year with food plots we finally were the ones drawing in the neighboring deer. We had a ton of young deer and a couple mature bucks that we were after after getting some decent velvet pics. At this point let me add one more tid bit of a back story. Two years prior I was on an after school hunt and I snuck into my stand as usual. Got in and realized very quickly that I had gotten in without spooking a nick buck that was bedded about 85 yards from my stand. His long white tines stuck out like a turd in a punch bowl against the orange fall leaves. To make a long story short, he was the largest buck I'd ever seen from my stand and I was shaking just watching him sunbathing at 85 yards. I watched him until sundown and at last light he got up and followed 2 does RIGHT to me. He stepped into my shooting lane (it was too good to be true). By the time I got the sights on him I knew it was too dark to shoot. I couldn't find him behind the pins.. very hesitantly I let off. He heard my let off as did one of the does and they all took off blowing. I was VERY upset when I got home but after about two hours of sulking I knew I had done the right thing. From that night on I named him the White Knight. Well the White Knight was caught on our neighbors cam and he sent us photos and we knew he was young. The neighbor Killed him that year with a muzzleloader. I was heartbroken. I REALLY wanted that buck. Anywho, so back to the story. This buck appeared on our cameras the next year and I thought I was seeing a ghost. It was IDENTICAL to the White knight, and we knew it had to be the same family. They had the same long white tines with the crab claw ended main beams. This brother or so we called him of The White Knight, came to earn the name Koba. We took it from the movie planet of the apes. Koba was in charge in that movie just as this deer was in the timber. Some of the pictures of him we got at the food plot that winter he was bullying the little bucks around so we knew he was the one not to be messed with. We got so many pictures of him that winter and we were all jacked up to keep try and keep him on the property since we knew he'd be a shooter that next season. My brothers and I went shed antler hunting in hopes to find his sheds and bam! First hour out my middle brother found his left side in a known bedding area. We were shocked how big he was for only being a 3 year old (our best estimate). We searched all day the next day and only found other sheds but never his right side. The snow was deep though and we knew it was going to be tough if we didn't wait it out. That weekend we got some good sun and it melted a lot so my father and I and my youngest brother went back out looking in that same bedding area. We weren't out an hour and my little brother was squealing in a drainage ditch holding up a beauty of a right side. Our first ever matching shed set!!! We didn't spend much more time searching as we were too excited to get it home and match them up. We called my dads friend (the cop in the pic and owner of the property) as soon as we were back so he could come see. We were pumped up and ready for bow season already and it wasn't even March. I'm sure many of you know the feeling and if you read this far I'm sure you are hoping for a storybook ending. However I know most of you know hunting doesn't always end that way. We hunted for him the entire bow season and we only got one good picture of him early in the season. He just wouldn't let us out smart him. We never even saw him from a stand and he got hit by a car that next winter during shotgun season. We were devistated. I know this story isn't a successful I killed a Booner but in my mind it's what it's all about. Never giving up hope that your time to kill a trophy will come and to always remember why you are in the woods. Enjoy every moment away from your busy lives and I hope you get the chance to love not only the moments of big kills but also love the moments where you get out smarted by two big bucks for 3 years and you never get them. Those two bash brothers, the White Knight and Koba will forever have a place in my mind as this story never gets fuzzy for me. They are my reminders why I hunt. It's not just to kill, but also to appreciate the intelligence and skill (also luck) it can take to outsmart these animals.
Steven Bennett
El Dorado, AR
8/19/2017
Here is a picture I got in my backyard in Arkansas. It was taken a last year with my first Cuddeback camera. Since then I have purchased 5 E2 cameras and would not even consider another brand. I was wondering where my bird seed was going. I thought it was Coons, my Cuddeback E2 took this perfect night photo of one my backyard Deer licking all she could out of it! I have many great photos taken with my E2 but I like this one the best. I use these cameras hunting and around my property as a security measure.
El Dorado, AR
8/19/2017
Here is a picture I got in my backyard in Arkansas. It was taken a last year with my first Cuddeback camera. Since then I have purchased 5 E2 cameras and would not even consider another brand. I was wondering where my bird seed was going. I thought it was Coons, my Cuddeback E2 took this perfect night photo of one my backyard Deer licking all she could out of it! I have many great photos taken with my E2 but I like this one the best. I use these cameras hunting and around my property as a security measure.
