Without a doubt I know one buck race that went a straight 5 miles away. Thats by the way a crow flies. Jumped him early second cast. Came by 5 hunters all missed. He was a 10 pointer nice buck I was running in Efland NC when he crossed the last hunter he clipped his tail with buck shot the buck crossed the main road in front of me with 8 of my best hounds dead on him and running him like they owned him he headed north east away from hunting club and I would miss the hounds at every crossing by a few seconds to a minute or two. He continued NE turned and came back South West and crossed with-in 100 - 200 yards of where he crossed the first time. All eight hounds were still holding on to him as hard as they could. We figured out that he was crossing and going back the way he came and road jumped every other crossing and caught all but two hounds which took him back to the same woods he came out of. Several misses and the same hunter in the same spot dropped him.
Now for the record his departing NE was the direction he went however he added several twist and turns going through woodlands and crossing a river. But maintained NE direction and when he came back he did basically the same except he appeared to be running out of steam as we caught one hound crossing through a ladies front yard she saw the deer and next thing she knew hear came a pack of hounds less than a minute or two later and as I pulled in she had the biggest what was that look on her face one that you had to be there it was hilarious. The buck was running more straight line coming back than he did going away. Anyways from first crossing to last where he turned and headed back was right at 5 straight miles. The hounds on him never lost out and the entire hunt from.jump to kill was over 4 hours. Made for a long but fun filled day. That's as true a hunt and the farthest I know of a buck has ran as far as straight away. NEver figured the turning and coming straight back out. BTW KNOW IT WAS SAME DEER LAST SHOT TOOK PART OF TAIL DEER ON GROUND WAS BLEEDING WITH A SMALL PIECE OF HIS TAIL MISSING. look forward to some really long. Distance running story. Later

I remember in the early 80's a fellow that hunted with us had 15 or so head of them 26 inch skinny walker hounds with the long noses. The kind that when you feed'em you open the door, throw in the food, and get out the way real quick. They would catch one without making him bleed either...they were so rank that when a deer crossed the road we were scared to shoot because if we shot behind a little we might shoot one of the dogs! They would put deer overboard in a heartbeat, but sometimes they would head for Gloucester County and we picked em up at Ark one day all the way from Hudgins........no tracking collars back then either. I dont know the distance...but 5 miles aint even in the ball park, 15+ is more like it. Dogs like this dont get that way by getting fat all summer, takes a steady diet if deer-

John Foster

we jumped one several years ago just off the patty harrison bridge north of castalia nc and ran him to between nashville nc and spring hope nc in sight of 64 hwy you can ck that on any map and its about 17 miles straight away -i have ran em in va from oral oaks to chase city and beyond now figure that up and its close to 20 miles --before my time percy flowers jumped a red fox in the city limits of micro nc and they run him under a lap pile at a saw mill in clayton nc and killed him -thats 25 miles there -david bailey

Last Year, Turned out at my club at 8;15am and the dogs jumped within minutes,,,We turned the deer back at 10;30am GOOGLE EARTH SAYS 8.2 MILES

Came to where two roads come to a point, Came up one side of block ajacent to back road and then turned at the point and started back down the side of the other road on the front of the block back toward home....Dogs switched off deer after a few more miles and ran big circles on does the rest of the day.

orta be some stories from grenada on this...i know i've followed some outa tracking collar range...some of the veteran bucks they have can strech out...

We run them across 4-5 miles alot. When we jump a good buck they either run towards city limits or run to the rivers to try and throw the dogs off. We run them for miles at a time alot especially since we can't seem to hit them lately. On 93,000 continous lease acres it doesn't hurt though and makes it fun because we never leave club land . We killed one the other day one road before he made it into the backside of a small trailer park and we jumped him 3 miles away. That's normal to run one several miles before killing it.

JUMPED A REAL NICE HEAVY 6 POINTER AND IM NOT TALKING ABOUT YOUR AVERAGE 6 IN THE BIG WOODS AT BROWNS STORE IN WACOMICO VA. HE MADE ONE LAP AROUND THE BIG WOODS WAS SHOT AT BY 3 STANDERS AND IT WAS COME ON LETS GO . RAN HIM ALL THE WAY TO CALLEO VA. 25+ WALKERS ON THE JUMP AND WAS TRYING TO PULL DOGS OFF AT EVERY ROAD,CHASE WENT 20+ MILES BEFORE WE HAD ALL DOGS IN THE BOX.DAMM YOU GOTTA LOVE IT. JOHN FOSTER WILL TELL YOU WHAT 6 POINTERS LOOK LIKE UP THEIR.GREAT TOPIC.

What club you in that has 93000 acres? Sounds like my kind of place!!!!!!

HARVEY...AINT NO LIE MAN, YA'LL GOT'EM THERE!! YOU GOT ME EXCITED NOW! WILL BE THERE WITHIN 3 WEEKS AT SOME POINT. GOT A GOOD REPORT ON THE WIFE YESTERDAY SO GONNA RABBIT HUNT A FEW TIMES THIS WEEK AND HUNTING WITH YA'LL AND MY CLUB SOME TILL THE SEASON GOES OUT AND GONNA PUSH TIM SHIPMAN OUT THE WAY FOR ONE OF THEM RANK AZZ DEER YA'LL GOT!! LMAO!! GONNA BRING OYSTERS AND SOME MAKER'S MARK TOO!! SEE YOU SOON MAN!!

JOHN FOSTER

This chase took place more than a few years ago, in the southern-most section of the great Canadian North.
In Canada, there isn't just North. There is near-North, mid-North and far-North. This took place in the near-North, where a small block is just a few hundred square miles.
We were running black and tan coon hounds at the time -- long ears, big musical mouths. Hounds can only be legally run on deer for two weeks a year in Canada, so they were a bit out of shape.
The hounds jumped a fawn in a spruce-cedar swamp surrounding a five-acre beaver pond, encompassed by maple, elm and oak hardwood hills.
The hounds put the fawn past Uncle Floyd, a truthful man and a dead shot, who disdained to waste a cartridge on this tiny deer. He just admired the white spot on it's left flank, shaped kind of like the state of Iowa. He failed to catch the hounds because of rough terrain and trying to decide which state or province the white mark most closely resembled, and they continued on.
A year passed. Then two. Nothing was heard from the missing black and tans. They had vanished into the great Canadian North, like black ghosts. Some hunters claimed, on still nights, they could still hear those big bugle mouths echoing on the hardwood hills, but that might have been the booze talking.
Three years later on a frosty November morning, my same uncle was hunkered down beneath a big, white birch when he heard the staccato chop of a pair of hounds driving game.
Then he heard the pounding of hooves and a whirlwind whoosh in the frosted oak leaves littering the forest floor. Coming off the white oak drumlin to his right, was the biggest buck he'd ever seen in his life -- a massive 16-pointer.
Raising the trusty Lee Enfield .303 that had brought him safely through WW11, he drew careful aim and fired. The stag plowed a huge furrow in the frozen leaves and came to rest on its right side, exposing a large white mark.
Three hours later a pair of rail-thin black and tan hounds emerged on the deer's trail, their once powerful bugles now reduced to common chops. Their collars hung loosely on bone-thin necks.
To his astonishment, Uncle Floyd realized it was the pair of hounds that had taken the fawn past him three years previously.
To his utter amazement, he realized, from the white spot on the left flank that his massive animal was the same little fawn he's seen 1,095 days previously.
The Iowa-shaped spot had grown into one the size of California, but it was obviously the same deer. Because of the somewhat belated pursuit of the black and tans it had been able to feed and grow all during this remarkable three-year pursuit.
The black and tans recovered nicely, which just proves once again, you can't lose a bad hound.
The massive head hangs in the basement of Uncle Floyd's second grandson. If you don't believe me, you can ask him.
Not sure how many miles this continuous three-year chase covered, but it's the longest deer chase I ever heard of, even in Canada.

Hey Eric,... Are you sure they weren't Hill's dogs?






R. Kyle Stotesberry
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Kyle, Maybe a double cross of Finlay River Banjo.

Now THAT is a deer hunting story!! Mr Emerson, my buddy Mr Bruce" theLegend" Onion didn't happen to be there did he?

I believe Uncle Floyd got those hounds from Bruce.

I thought he had something to do with it!!!!!!

AT THE ENID LAKE HUNT A FEW YEARS BACK, WE HAD A PACK OF HOUNDS GO FROM THE DEAD END RD.(CAST) TO JUST A COUPLE MILES FROM BULLDOG MYERS' HOUSE. THAT IS PAST 4 CORNERS, SOUTH ACROSS THE THE SOUTH SIDE OF THE LAKE, THRU THE DUCK REFUGE, ACROSS HWY 8, AND ANOTHER 5 TO 8 MILES SOUTH. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY MILES THAT IS BUT I KNOW ITS A LONG DANG WAY. DUNNO IF THEY WERE AFTER THE SAME GAME THE WHOLE TIME OR NOT.

This is not a deer Chase but was long distance. I jumped a big white and silver coyote off of the terrible road and schull Rd block on Vanceboro hunting club several years ago. The coyote crossed what we call wire grass ridge went to the swamp, back to the same block I jumped him in 5of the12 hounds took him down in a knew cut-over at county line road and schull Rd block .
He got away from them and decided to get it out of their .He headed out of the club by way of the John block went straight across the welbourn Rd block into the water hole block this is around 6miles from original jump block add the trip to the swamp and back plus once he crossed into water hole block he went to the candy Cain block cruised across the ccc road to hawbranch club crossed varner road then went across the grey road into southside club. From here he made a bee line out of there and proceeded to cross several highways 11 hounds within 100 yards or less behind him . He ,crossed Hwy 43, 17 and several hard surface roads in between . I got a couple hounds off him behind the Pamlico or whatever the cotton gin is north of Vanceboro caught back up with 9 hounds still running him behind the tri county fox pen. I called Allen Lawson and he directed me to where I could go to get in front of them. I caught the last hounds as the coyote crossed the path I was on. Still same white and silver coyote they started out on. It took a total of four hours to get to where I was at and caught the last hounds. Had to use GPS to get back to the club checked straight line miles it was 16 miles from where they jumped him . And don't know how much by the road to get back in the club . I lost one hound out of this race and never saw him again no track no sighn of him being hit never got him back and never could track him. I was thankful that I did not loose more of my hounds than the one. Never heard of our ran into the coyote again. It was interesting that he went from deep in to a good piece of woods ran as far as he had been and he ended up directly behind a fox pen. Things that make you say that was interesting.