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Not an issue here, but an fyi that it is actually illegal to use in some states due to potential CWD issues.

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Can CWD actually be present in urine? Doesn't seem possible but what the heck do I know?

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Yes.

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/23764839

My understanding is that the true estrus hormones/pheromones are short lived and extremely volatile to the point that the are gone by the time you buy a product. Hey, it has worked for some, so why not try?

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Unlike in most other prion diseases, in CWD prions are shed in urine and feces, which most likely contributes to the horizontal transmission within and between cervid species.

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From AC's link. So there we have it. Got my learn on today.

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Your wife's used tampons are just as effective. They're loaded up with all kinds of pheromones that bucks can't resist.

Just ask her to place them in a ziplock sandwich baggie and then hang in a tree by the string.

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Yea, but their periods attract bears.

I had been hunting a nice buck for a while... he stayed in a river bottom and came out of the brush seemingly in different areas every time. The season was winding down & I was getting worried I'd never get a shot.

There was a large fallen Pecan tree about 100 yards out of the riverbottom brush all alone, I set up there with a good field of view. I put some of the doe estrus on cotton balls & used office binder clips to set them in various branches around the fallen tree. I must have put half a bottle of the stuff out. More the better, right? I sat with my back to the tree on the ground, sorta like I was Turkey hunting. I was going to get that buck. It didn't take long before the action started.

I heard the bellow before I saw them. 6 big Charolais bulls appeared downwind at the brushline of the river bottom, moving at a steady clip towards my spot. Occasionally they would stop and stick their heads up, trying to gauge where exactly that hot piece of exotic tail was hiding. Not good, but a few randy bulls wouldn't disturb my buck. They'd probably lose interest when they didn't find what they were looking for and move on to the creek feeder behind me.

They never slowed down until they were maybe 30 feet from my hide. They were gathered around like a bunch of young Ags in days of yore at the waiting room of the Chicken Ranch. They had been separated off the cows for a month at least and to say they were hot to trot was an understatement. I remembered a certain scene from the move "Top Secret" and though I was armed, my nerves began to frazzle. I made a few threatening "naturalistic" sounds to try and get them to move on, something that in my mind was going to be like the sound a coon makes when you shoot it. I continued to sit still, not wanting my human movements to disturb the buck that was likely watching the commotion from the brush.

Apparently my raspy coon noise sweet music to the 12 tons of beef that were inching ever closer to me. I stood up slowly, trying to save my hunt. The bulls were not scared in the slightest. One of them, who apparently hadn't been laid in a looong time, seemed to say "screw it, if it smells like this around here, and this tree/bush thing is moving, them I'm getting after it". He left the other behind and began to march right at me. My fight or flight radar was pinging loudly. This guy had the same glint in his eye like one of my buddies did upon entering one of the fine establishments in La Zona Rosa in Acuna. If I stayed there any longer, it was going to get real ugly.

Luckily the fallen tree was a large Pecan, probably a hundred years old. The trunk was probably 36" diameter and a foot off the ground. One of the most terrifying moments of my life was when I turned my back to the bull to hoist myself up on the tree. I think I still wore size 32 jeans then. I scurried onto the trunk and stood up, loudly cursing the bulls and throwing branches at them to scare them off. From my high vantage point, I saw my buck about 75 yards away. 10 points, 20" wide, ears and eyes focused squarely on me. The bulls had wandered off. I stood as still as a broken off tree branch should. He stamped. He snorted. He stamped again and again. Then he raised his tail, and trotted off into the brush slowly. It occurred to me that he was never scared, he was just applauding the funny little scene I had just afforded him. Never did shoot that buck. And I never have used doe estrus again either.

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Your wife's used tampons are just as effective. They're loaded up with all kinds of pheromones that bucks can't resist.

Just ask her to place them in a ziplock sandwich baggie and then hang in a tree by the string.

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Yea, but their periods attract bears.

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bump...anyone have a lot of success with a certain brand/execution style?

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I've had success 2 out of 2 times using these literally shot both bucks right on top of the stick. Both times I put it about 3-4 ft from a pile of corn and they've come in and sniffed the stick both times

During the rut, I will use the "golden estrus" product, dipping the felt stick into it and hang it as high as my 6 ft frame will let me. I have not noticed a big buck coming from down wind in the times I have used it, however most bucks during that time will come out nose up, then down, then up.....walking right up to the general area foregoing corn on the way. They do get a little confused when they get close enough that the scent travels over their head and look all around. And when they find themselves a ways downwind from it again, they follow the same path, just to the same spot, and looking around again.

I have luck with Code blue during Pre rut. I accidentally stumbled onto something that seems to work and breaks all the rules of scent hanging. My son was about 8 at the time.( 22 now) I grabbed a bottle and put out a few wicks up in some mesquite trees. We got in the stand very late afternoon, and forgot the wicks in the trees when we left. The next morning we had bucks all over the place checking does, and pushing them around. Hell, I figured it worked pretty good. Over the years, it's worked a pretty large percentage of the time. We've watched plenty of fights too. He still does it religiously. I like to use it for cover scent when I'm rattling. My son popped a great buck in Mexico a couple years ago hanging some the night before at a spot he liked. I guess it's like anything else. Right time, right day, it works pretty good. Wrong time, wrong day, not so good.