C’ Mere Deer - My Dream Come True - Ivan Hawthorne

Since I was a boy , I’ve sat in a deer stand (it seems like a million times)dreaming about a big buck standing broad side at 20 yards only to watch the sun go down without a buck. I realized that just dreaming about it doesn’t make it a reality. I learned to love deer hunting, at a young age, more than a kid loves ice cream and candy. I later took my own sons to kill their first deer. I’ll never forget my oldest son Adam sitting in my lap at six years old helping daddy hold the gun as I harvested a doe from a home-made lean to ladder. I remember letting him feel the kick of the muzzle blast and the excitement as we made a successful shot. Adam was so excited when he harvested his first deer; he left his gun in the tree, climbed half way down the ladder and jumped to the ground. He ran to the deer hollering to his grandfather “PAW -PAW, I GOT IT! I GOT IT! My youngest son Ryan was soon to follow. I filmed Ryan’s 8pt kill with a hand held camera and captured every moment. We were High-Five’ ing all the way!

Growing up as a passionate deer hunter, I tried a lot of different methods from stand location and set up, to using different lures, baits and attractants in hopes of getting a Big Buck to come in to something I had used. Baits and attractants were legal in my state so it made sense to try whatever it took to bring in a four or five year old with a rack like a rocking chair on his head. I wanted to find something he’d like so well so he would come back time after time for.

This turned out to be a greater challenge that I ever dreamed. Often times I would see deer come to something I had put out, mostly does and yearlings but never an older age Buck. I couldn’t even get a trail camera shot of one of the Big Boys I was looking for coming to a bait source. It seemed that the big one’s I was after had a mind of their own and would not even think about coming to a bait pile or attractant while younger bucks and does would. Oh, I had killed a few, six, seven and even a couple of eight point bucks but not with a lure. I took notice that the only bucks I had harvested, Id done so as they were passing through with very little time to get a shot off; a few times I didn’t have enough time. I guess the buck lived on HA!

I’ve never been one to quit though, once I put my heart into something. At times I have what my friends call an imagination station for a brain. Some things I came up with worked and some failed, but I never got tired of trying. I was always searching for something to give me the advantage or increase the odds of seeing a Big Buck. I put out grains, peanut butter, molasses, sprays, whole sweet potatoes, chopped sweet potatoes deer blocks, liquids, gels; you name it, I tried it. Nothing worked to kill a buck though, except for sitting and ambushing one. This sometimes involved a lot of dry runs before I would score. Then I became educated to the fact that there were certain natural plant and root extracts that would intrigue a deer’s senses to come and forage but most excitingly, A BIG BUCK!

I found after working with a chemist that certain things that deer love to eat can be mimicked through a chemical process. After a lot of tests, trials and errors, we ended up with “A DREAM COME TRUE” formula; A combination of chemistry, science and nature. Most amazing I finally had something that Big Bucks would come to day and night over and over. I was ballistic to say the least!

I had a product I could tote in one hand or in a back pack that a Big Buck would lick until his tongue was raw. A product a buck would pin his ears back and fight for if another buck approached it. The first form was a liquid, then later came the powder. I started hunting over the attractant pouring, spraying or soaking it over corn, plants, stumps, logs, small watering holes and even dirt! I was simply amazed. The deer would literally lick and eat anything I poured or sprayed it on.

At first I thought I wouldn’t tell anyone about this secret formula, but then I saw all the possibilities of helping others and being in the hunting business, which happened to be my other dream. Besides that, how in the world could I get so many trail camera photos of bucks with all my excitement and not share it with others? I would explode!! I literally had a liquid deer call!!! So I named it C’Mere Deer, and it truly was “A DREAM COME TRUE”!

Ivan Hawthorne
Mr. C’mere Deer®