last night i decided i needed to get in the climber for the first time this season. Wanted to make sure i could still get set up in a reasonable amount of time. i got to a nice looking spot and found a tree and started to climb. things went smoothly until i was ready to pull up my bow. the rope got wrapped around a twig on the ground and as i was pulling it up, the twig managed to open the caribener and unhook it from my bow. Fugg!
I stood there for a second in this swaying tree deciding what to do. The wind was coming right in from a field edge at this spot and was almost unbearable. I decided to leave my bow holder, and tree hook in the tree, climb down, leave the stand there for this morning. I went to a stand that was out of the wind for the rest of the evening and didnt see anything.
fast forward to this morning
My son jesse said he wanted to go out this morning, but after several failed attempts to wake him I almost went back to bed myself. I realized the climber was still on the tree and knew I was going to have to go get it. I got a really late start.
By the time I was in the woods and at my stand, it was already sunrise. I could see a couple deer out in the cut corn field so I wanted to get set up quickly in case they came my way.
I was about halfway up when the smaller of the 2 came in. I froze.
It poked around on the edge of the field for a minute and then turned and rejoined the other, larger, deer out in the corn.
i got the rest of the way up the tree, got everything pulled up and was just about to range a couple reference points when i noticed the larder deer coming up the field edge. it was a decent 8 point. He was coming into my shooting lane. At this point i still had my rangefinder in my hand, hadnt been able to use it yet. So I had to get that in my pocket, and get my bow without getting busted, and hopefully shoot this buck at what I was guessing to be about 25 to 30 yards. By the time all that happened he had already passed through the lane and was working up the trail away from me.
if only I had been in here a half hour earlier.
The other smaller deer turned out to be a little forkhorn and I wtched him come through the same spot and follow the same trail about 5 minutes later.
About 20 minutes later i heard a loud crack and a bunch of breaking branches from the direction those 2 deer went. i looked up there to see the forky standing there watching that 8 point and another buck getting squirrely with each other. A couple minutes later I see 2 does take off out of there with that 8 hot on their asses. They went up into the woods to the north of me and ran around for a while as the other 2 bucks wandered off to the south. (I never did get a good look at the 3rd buck) The 2 does ended up running back out into the cut corn field and up into a brushy fencerow. i thought the 8 had followed them so I figured i would hit the grunt and see If I could bring the other 2 back. I ended up bringing the 8 back. Unfortunately, i think he saw me. He stood on the field edge and stomped a couple times and then worked in around behind me like he wanted to get down wind of me but ended up walking away. He never seemed s[pooked but There was something he didnt care for.
This is the first time I have ever witnessed anything like this in the woods. i didnt kill anything but i will remeber this sit for a long time.
And next time I am getting the boy up no matter what I have to do,.