A few of you may have already heard this one but it's a good one:smiley_bril:
During my deployment this past year I chose to take my 2 week leave in November for obvious reasons. The trip from Afghanistan to Ohio was a long one, but I was not gonna miss a day in the treestand for anything.
It wasnt a problem getting up that next morning because of the time difference. 6 AM in ohio, is 230 PM in Afghanistan :smiley_confused_sch
I couldnt remember where my good broadheads, arrows, and camos were that morning. ( Came to find out later the the wife had put it all in the basement). So I grabbed the first arrow and broadhead I seen and headed out.
It was raining pretty good that morning. I got to the stand at sunrise. About 20 minutes later a few dogs ran some doe right under the stand. Not 5 minutes later, HE showed up.
I tried not to look at the antlers, but it was hard. I came to full draw much too early, and the rain made it hard to see through the peep. FINALLY, he made the deadly broadside turn. When the arrow hit I felt like puking.
I hit him back...way back. Almost in the hind quarter. I was furious. I knew I wouldnt find blood in rain like this. All I could do was walk towards the way he ran. I didnt give him any time, I climbed right down and headed that way. To my surprise, not 45 yards from the stand, there he lay. Hit an artery...thats what I meant to do, right? :smiley_bril:
To put the icing on the cake, I had used an NAP practice broadhead with a blunt tip. Before you criticize me, I didnt know that was what I had picked up that moring.
Ill never forget my deployment buck.
During my deployment this past year I chose to take my 2 week leave in November for obvious reasons. The trip from Afghanistan to Ohio was a long one, but I was not gonna miss a day in the treestand for anything.
It wasnt a problem getting up that next morning because of the time difference. 6 AM in ohio, is 230 PM in Afghanistan :smiley_confused_sch
I couldnt remember where my good broadheads, arrows, and camos were that morning. ( Came to find out later the the wife had put it all in the basement). So I grabbed the first arrow and broadhead I seen and headed out.
It was raining pretty good that morning. I got to the stand at sunrise. About 20 minutes later a few dogs ran some doe right under the stand. Not 5 minutes later, HE showed up.
I tried not to look at the antlers, but it was hard. I came to full draw much too early, and the rain made it hard to see through the peep. FINALLY, he made the deadly broadside turn. When the arrow hit I felt like puking.
I hit him back...way back. Almost in the hind quarter. I was furious. I knew I wouldnt find blood in rain like this. All I could do was walk towards the way he ran. I didnt give him any time, I climbed right down and headed that way. To my surprise, not 45 yards from the stand, there he lay. Hit an artery...thats what I meant to do, right? :smiley_bril:
To put the icing on the cake, I had used an NAP practice broadhead with a blunt tip. Before you criticize me, I didnt know that was what I had picked up that moring.
Ill never forget my deployment buck.
. Very nice buck and a nice doe too. 
