Best Scent Away For Deer Hunting in 2023
Hunters Specialties Scent-A-Way MAX 32oz Liquid Body Soap & Shampoo, Green, 32 oz
Scent Killer 559 Wildlife Research Super Charged Spray 24/24 Combo, 48 oz.
- 99% effective at stopping replicated human odor
- Continues to work even after drying
- Heavy application works for days
- Includes 24-oz. bottle & 24-oz. refill
Wildlife Research Scent Killer Gold Spray Combo Pack, 44-Ounce
- With Hunt Dry Technology/Apply it, Dry it and Go Hunt
- Works both wet and dry
- Scientifically formulated to last longer
- Specialized blend of advanced odor fighting ingredients, attacks a wide range of odors and at the same time, helps prevent new odors from forming
Dead Down Wind Trophy Hunter Kit | 10 Piece | Hunting Accessories | Odor Eliminator for Hunting Gear | Scent Blocker Laundry Detergent, Bar Soap, Field Spray, Lip Balm | Scent Elimination Value Pack
- HUNTING ACCESSORIES KIT: All of the hunting gear you need for the woods. Add these travel bottles to your sport backpack for the ultimate camping supplies set. Stay scent free and clean for your next hunt.
- 10 PIECE KIT: The Scent Eliminator Pack includes (1) 8oz. Laundry Detergent; (1) 12oz. Field Spray; (1) 16oz. Field Spray Refill; (3) Pac-It Refills; (1) Ambush 5-Color Face Paint; (1) 4. 5oz. Bar Soap; (1) Travel Case; (1) SPF 30 Lip Balm.
- KILLS ODORS: Broad-spectrum odor elimination removes all traces of human scent. Contains no biocides. Gentle on humans and the environment so you can use these products freely in the woods or wherever you are.
- SAFE FOR SENSITIVE SKIN: Enzyme formulations attack the bad bacteria and leave the good bacteria that is beneficial to your skin. All of the preparation you need from the shower to the field.
- AMERICAN MADE: All of the Dead Down Wind camping accessories and hunting accessories in this camping kit are proudly made in the United States and make for great hunting gifts for men.
Scent Killer 1259 Wildlife Research Gold 24/24 Combo, 48 oz.
- 99% effective at stopping replicated human odor
- Prevents new odors from forming
- Hunt Dry Technology
- Includes 24-oz. bottle and 24-oz. refill
Wildlife Research 1249 Gold Clothing Wash Scent Killer 32 OZ
- Serious Odor Fighting Power, Proprietary multi-surfactant blend
- Twice the loads per ounce compared to regular Scent Killer Liquid clothing Wash, It does up to 32 loads
- Special H-E Formula with No U.V. Brighteners
Wildlife Research 1289 Scent Killer Gold Autumn Formula Laundry Detergent 32 FL OZ
- Ultra-premium Formula Laundry Detergent
- Deep Cleaning Odor Fighting Power
- Proprietary multi-surfactant blend
- Adds the subtle scent of the forest floor
- Included Components: Hunting, Airsoft And Paintball;Hunting Scents & Lures;Hunting-Scent-Eliminators
Nationwide Scents Human Scent Blocker Field Spray Cover Scent Killer Odor Blocker Eliminator for Hunting Deer Outdoors
- HIDE YOUR SCENT: This odor neutralizing is designed to hide human scent in the field. Whitetail deer have a keen sense of smell that is stronger than any of their other senses. Our scent elimination spray ensures the deer can’t track you before you track it.
- APPLY GENEROUSLY: Apply scent blocker spray to boots, clothing, and gear before each hunt to keep your human scent away. This scent killer hunting spray was designed to destroy odors and odor causing bacteria at its source before it creates warning odors for deer.
- DEER HUNTING SPRAY: Scent elimination is the key to bagging a buck, and unfortunately not enough hunters practice good odor elimination with deer scents. A few drops of this deer scent killer makes all the difference. Use this hunting field spray during the rut with our rut season pro pack for the ultimate catch.
- SAVE TIME, HASSLE AND MONEY: It’s easier and faster to spray scent away than to spend hours washing, cleaning, and preventing all the smells on your body. There are many scents that would never be apparent to us, but throw up red flags for your buck. That’s why it’s so important to start with a foundation of odor blocker for hunting to give yourself the best shot this season.
- LOVE IT, OR YOUR MONEY BACK: Since our cover scent is the purest and highest quality, we’re sure you’re going to love it. We stand by our product! So if for any reason you’re not happy, by all means, contact us! We’ll make it right!
Scent Killer 579 Wildlife Research Super Charged Autumn Formula Spray 24/24 Combo, 48 oz.
Outdoor Hunting Labs Apple Deer Cover Scent Nose Blocker Buck Lure Spray - Whitetail Deer Hunting Attractant Food Smell
- ✔ ATTRACT BUCKS FASTER TO YOUR STAND - The intense aroma and sweet flavor of Apple will fill a deer's nose and attract big bucks from further away. Spray around your stand all season to spark their curiosity and mask your human scent.
- ✔ LIQUID SCENT APPLIES BETTER TO SURFACES - It’s so much faster and easier to just carry a few ounces of liquid attractant in your pocket than set out food plots, bait piles and mineral sites. Easily mist the area around your stand or absorb into cloth to make your scent drags.
- ✔ HIDE YOUR HUMAN SCENT - Scent control is very important in all aspects of your hunt, from scouting to checking trail cameras to actually hunting. If you’re going to fool a deer’s nose with deer scents, calm scent sticks just won’t do! Each bottle of apple scent lure comes with a spray top so you can easily mist your human scent away.
- ✔ FILL YOUR FREEZER THIS SEASON - Our buck lure is 3rd party tested for purity and effectiveness. Every bottle of Outdoor Hunting Labs attractant is carefully formulated to give you the best results in the field. Fill your freezer this season with the wild game you crave!
- ***100% MONEY BACK GUARANTEE*** Since our apple scent is the purest and highest quality, we’re sure you’re going to love it. We stand by our product! So if for any reason you’re not happy, by all means, contact us! Try TODAY and if it does not work we refund you. No questions asked!
A Deer Hunt
The feel of the leather grip in my palm holding tension, the weight, the sound; the well waxed string sliding through the cams, as a monstrous well lubed piece of machinery.....
The feel of the leather grip in my palm holding tension, the weight, the sound; the well waxed string sliding through the cams, as a monstrous well lubed piece of machinery and it's bearings and all its brawn and steel does as it groans to pick up a grand load; my bow strained under its immense strength as I drew back. The all too faint sound of the arrow sliding back through its rest with a soft telltale grind as my arm reached its peak, muscles tense, the razor sharp broadhead glistened in the evening sun. My eyes intent on what's ahead, my heart thumping, quickening in pace, the view in my head intently focused as all other sight goes dark, almost as if suffering from temporary tunnel vision, the only thing clear in view was a nice eight point walking dead ahead, concentrating on his breakfast.
I wasn't in the best position, he had come from the south and I was facing southwest. With artifice, I switched position as the deer continued grazing on the perfectly green fauna he had been so intent on finding. He didn't notice the gravel resting beneath me groan with detest as I squirmed to get correct stance. Bow still drawn I took aim; he was moving away from me at a brisk stride and his head was low to the ground. It was a nice warm autumn evening, the grass was still green and I was eager for some smoked deer roast. I had high hopes when I left that afternoon. Somehow I knew I would be getting some meat today. All day long at work I drove everyone mad with my eagerness, it was Friday and I was going hunting all weekend. I was off! It had been unusually warm this season so far and deer movement had been delayed some, but I wanted to go, I had to go. Nothing was going to stop me this weekend! Not this weekend! As the sweat from my brow dripped down to the tip of my nose, I noticed the spectacular muscle tone, majestic and magnificence this beast possessed out here, in the wilderness, his grandeur was not unlike a royal steed befitting a king of the highest status, oblivious to me, oblivious to the mundane turmoil we humans like to advance on ourselves. I think it's funny how, we as a people, think we are so smart; when the simplest things, more times than not, are the correct things in this world of confusion, hustle and bustle, and pain!
After all the practice and all the time invested, the sore backs and the tired muscles, it had all come down to this. This one moment when the only thing existing, was myself, and this deer grazing, forty yards or better, in front of me. I'd have to wait on him to get closer, but he wasn't coming, he was going. As my heart ached with the idea that I may not get a shot, I wished him closer, I wanted to reach out and grab his antlers and tug him into range as a selfish child would reach out and grab something without asking or respect for the matter at hand. All I could do was watch and wait as he flicked his tail and continued to munch on the green oat sprouts that lay before him as if twitting me. The sky was overcast and the evening wind was beginning to move in, bringing a much appreciated shiver, instantly cooling my skin as though I were under a cold draft of an open freezer; the cloud of invisible air washing over me in a smooth, graceful motion. I continued my stance longer, for the slightest movement now would reveal my position to this master of scent, master of survival and master of his domain. I began to think if another buck was to come in behind him, I would surely have been exposed and I would have, yet again, been shut down. I was sitting Indian style under a young pine tree thicket, hunched almost into a ball next to an old iron gate that had long been abandoned. The perch from which I monitored was slightly more elevated than the terrain behind me adding a greater effect to the camouflage's masking ability. According to the view from the buck I would have blended with the tops of the trees that stood, at my height, behind me.
Twoop! I released the string with great relief and a tug; the bow coerced the arrow off its perch with full force and veracity. The cams worked flawlessly, the bow yawned and groped and the limbs vibrated to a halt. Not a sound was made! For what seemed like an eternity the arrow flew towards its target with precise deliverance and merciless guile. The arrow pierced his left side with but a whisper and a crack. It seemed like a moment passed before the animal acknowledged that it was hit. A cloud of dust rose up as he took off to the north full speed, I wasn't sure I had hit him until after a few yards he began to raise his left leg with a limp. HA! I had hit him. My heart trembled with excitement at the thought! The blood and adrenaline rushed through my veins as though I had just descended down double black, in the middle of fresh powder with all the speed my skis could muster! With a terrible crash and thump he went down the embankment behind me and fell. From deep in the forest behind me I could here the sound of an animal in a mad fit, thrashing all in sight as it continued its brutish battle for survival. I, in fact, had hit him and I gleamed with success at the marvel of it. The intimacy with this animal was fascinating, not another soul in the area heard what had just happened, I continued to sit and wait. I didn't want him running too far and lose my chance to go and find him, so I waited. I waited and waited until I hadn't heard a sound for a few minutes before I got up.
The silence was deafening as I rose up for the first time in hours, my legs were stiff and the cool night was taking hold. I knew I had to hurry, for I'd never find him in the dark! After placing my gear into the truck and retrieving my flashlight I headed off in the direction I last heard him. A short distance later I found where he had fallen, looking around I found the trail where he had gotten up and in his desperate flight tried to escape the area. I followed the trail until I found him; a vacuous look in his eye, laying flat on his side with the fatal arrow sticking out of his side. He had tried one last vain attempt to escape by trying to jump an old run down barbed wire fence. There he lay, his black eyes staring up at me with blankness not befitting a creature of such magnitude and grace. I withdrew the arrow from his side to examine the broadhead, noticing the bubbly mix of air and blood coating the tip. I had pierced his lung for sure and from the size of the blood trail I had hit a major artery as well. I knew he would taste well, for he had bled out, nice and clean. I relished in the acquisition of his soul and blessed his soul for a safe journey to its eternal destination as I drug his magnificent corpse to the truck.
Mmmmm, I could already taste him, as my mouth watered I anticipated the business I had to tend to and the superbly smoked roasts I would soon be making!