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Ok we hunted this morning. I ended up seeing 8 does by 11am. Hunter seen a bunch and a couple small bucks.
We got back in the stands but this time Hunter only brought his bow. I told him to stick anything he wanted. He seen a couple deer and had a spike pushing a almost hot doe so he didn’t kill her. I on the other hand, sat next to the field and had 5 does out. They kept watching back and a few more does came out with a nice 8pt following. He was at 315 yards and looked nice. I thought about it and raised my rifle to size him up as he walked away. Yeah they look bigger from behind. He turned around and was walking towards me and he looked right outside his ears. That usually is around 16-17”. He started feeding and I told myself if he presents a shot I’m gonna let one fly. My MOA was .9 and lined it up and the gun went off. Thought he hit the ground. It was well after sunset about ten minutes from shooting time. Put the gun back up and he’s still standing there. Bolted another round and let one fly. This one splashed just below his brisket. The does got spooked and began to go into the crp. He followed but I could see him clearly. With my last bullet on me I squeezed again and hit him. He took off and I got down to go look for blood before total darkness. I couldn’t find anything and Hunter pulled up so we went back where I thought he was. Hunter says here’s blood and the track began, all 40 yards in the head high grass. Yes I got some ground shrinkage and not happy about it but thankful to be hunting on my anniversary day and for taking Gods creature.
I guess bitching does work [emoji1787]
We got back in the stands but this time Hunter only brought his bow. I told him to stick anything he wanted. He seen a couple deer and had a spike pushing a almost hot doe so he didn’t kill her. I on the other hand, sat next to the field and had 5 does out. They kept watching back and a few more does came out with a nice 8pt following. He was at 315 yards and looked nice. I thought about it and raised my rifle to size him up as he walked away. Yeah they look bigger from behind. He turned around and was walking towards me and he looked right outside his ears. That usually is around 16-17”. He started feeding and I told myself if he presents a shot I’m gonna let one fly. My MOA was .9 and lined it up and the gun went off. Thought he hit the ground. It was well after sunset about ten minutes from shooting time. Put the gun back up and he’s still standing there. Bolted another round and let one fly. This one splashed just below his brisket. The does got spooked and began to go into the crp. He followed but I could see him clearly. With my last bullet on me I squeezed again and hit him. He took off and I got down to go look for blood before total darkness. I couldn’t find anything and Hunter pulled up so we went back where I thought he was. Hunter says here’s blood and the track began, all 40 yards in the head high grass. Yes I got some ground shrinkage and not happy about it but thankful to be hunting on my anniversary day and for taking Gods creature.
I guess bitching does work [emoji1787]