My ol buddy started hunting with me a good while ago and he's been hard at it ever since. We've been hunting together quite a few times and seem to never be able to close the deal. We planned all week on where we were going and what our strategy would be. He manned on up and carried the ol stick and string this morning and I packed in the trusty rusty CVA. We set up higher than normal on the edge of a good bedding thicket in side by side trees. The fog was heavy and the sun brought us a beautiful morning.
Not long after the sun burned away the fog and started rising above the trees to set off a textbook blue bird morning. I figured that would about do it but we would make the best out of it.
Right around 8am it started. Thought I saw my dog off in the distance and got to looking hard and realized it was a deer, 200 or so yards out. Immediately after we had a young buck cross behind us at 30 yards not offering a shot. Sitting down discussing where he could have went a good 9pt we have on camera eased out of the thicket and put on a show, hitting 2 scrapes and working 2 rubs before presenting a shot. The build up watching him working the scrapes was intense. When he finally stepped out the arrow flew and hit its mark.
Immediately after 3 does eased out right behind him and they kept checking their 6 with tail held high. I should have gotten ready but was focused on looking for what was pushing them. When he stepped out he immediately spotted us and froze. He began switching looking at us, then the does, then us, for what was at least an eternity. He finally focused on his prize and took a couple steps towards the does as I raised the rifle. This was accompanied by the sling buckle slapping the rail of my climber giving off a very natural "TING!". The buck jumped, busted a 180 and froze. His final mistake. As he finally gave up on the does and tried to ease back into the safety of the thicket I was already following him. I yanked the trigger like a professional rookie and pulled the shot forward taking out the closest shoulder and luckily blowing out the throat. His dozing carried him about 60 yards down the hill making an easy track. Absolutely the funnest hunt I've experienced. His biggest yet, one of my best, and all at the comforts of home.
Not long after the sun burned away the fog and started rising above the trees to set off a textbook blue bird morning. I figured that would about do it but we would make the best out of it.
Right around 8am it started. Thought I saw my dog off in the distance and got to looking hard and realized it was a deer, 200 or so yards out. Immediately after we had a young buck cross behind us at 30 yards not offering a shot. Sitting down discussing where he could have went a good 9pt we have on camera eased out of the thicket and put on a show, hitting 2 scrapes and working 2 rubs before presenting a shot. The build up watching him working the scrapes was intense. When he finally stepped out the arrow flew and hit its mark.
Immediately after 3 does eased out right behind him and they kept checking their 6 with tail held high. I should have gotten ready but was focused on looking for what was pushing them. When he stepped out he immediately spotted us and froze. He began switching looking at us, then the does, then us, for what was at least an eternity. He finally focused on his prize and took a couple steps towards the does as I raised the rifle. This was accompanied by the sling buckle slapping the rail of my climber giving off a very natural "TING!". The buck jumped, busted a 180 and froze. His final mistake. As he finally gave up on the does and tried to ease back into the safety of the thicket I was already following him. I yanked the trigger like a professional rookie and pulled the shot forward taking out the closest shoulder and luckily blowing out the throat. His dozing carried him about 60 yards down the hill making an easy track. Absolutely the funnest hunt I've experienced. His biggest yet, one of my best, and all at the comforts of home.
