So this morning we decided to change it up a little. Dj hunted his stand and I hunted the double stand. Both stands are to the north end of property and have woods north of us. Dj seen a couple does and a spike, I seen 3 does. This lull in action was wearing on me bad since earlier in the season I was seeing up to 25 a hunt. My neighbor to the south shot early and I hit him up by text. He said yote down! Later I hear two shots and he text me shot at a good buck. After looking for him he only came up with white long hair, no blood. We got out the stand around 11 and headed for the camp.
Arrived at the camp and woofed down a pb&j sammy and hooked up with Gavin to put boat in the river and set some lines. His family was coming up and his young boy was upset the last time we ran lines he wasn’t here. They will run them tomorrow.
it’s now 2:30 and I texted my neighbor Blake where he was. He said headed to hunt. I jumped in the truck and called him. The weather was turning for a front to come in tonight and clouded up bad. I asked him where should I hunt. Told him middle or big field stand. He said middle and I bitched cause I haven’t had anything come out by me. It was dead still and I was getting burnt out and wasn’t too excited to hunt. Dj went w bow in the nwr so I was alone. Since it was very cloudy I decided to hunt the middle. Me and Blake were texting, told him I haven’t even seen a bird or heard one….it was that bad snd he agreed. I was playing and said I’m shooting the first thing I see…..that’s closer than 50 yards. He laughed cause we both missed good bucks and I said our deer wearing vest. His buck this morning was at 285. He shot at his camp and was 4” low and 2” to the side which put him 12-13” at 300.
Anyway I had a spike come out around 280 and went to the side where he couldn’t be seen. Later I see a dark colored deer and I put my rifle up to check them and it’s a big doe and fawn around 200 yards. They slowly fed my way and I catch what I thought was the spike around 240. He ducked off and came back and I could make out two deer. Scoped them and I thought the other deer was a six or small 8. I kept looking and he finally gave me a good look and I could see a wide rack and he turned his head. It was the 10 pt. Told myself make a good shot. Does was still working my way and bucks was 30 yards behind or more feeding towards me. Around 220 yards he turned broadside and my safety was off and spike lined up with him. I tried to calm myself down and was hesitant on pulling the trigger. The spike moved and 10 pt was slightly quartering to. I was talking to myself…..focus, breathe and make a good shot. Crosshairs were on his leading shoulder and circled into where I want to hit and pulled. Shot rang out and I seen him donkey kick and run into the crp towards the creek. Felt good but the mishaps from before had me doubting myself. Blake texted me and said got him. I asked it he heard the hit and he said twack-boom. I felt better but still shell shocked. I told him I’m gonna need help but to finish his hunt because we still had 30 minutes left. Rain was coming and at 5:25 he said he was on his way because the rain is coming. Seems like it always rains when you shoot a good buck. I got down, it’s almost dark and walked down looking for blood and the spot where I thought he was standing. No blood and the gut feeling sank in. Walked back and forth and found a few drops of blood. Put my hat on a stick so Blake would know where to stop if I was in the crp. Crossed the ditch but couldn’t find blood or tracks. Walked around looking but nothing. Blake and his friend arrived and we set out to find him. Walked up 20 yards and found drops of blood. Followed it up a total of 50 yards and there he laid.
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