Here's the same write up from the "live from the stand" so i can try to keep the seasons happenings in one spot.
Fugg. Had a dandy of a main frame 10 heading my way trailing a doe. She was acting sketchy from the moment i saw her. I bumped two while climbing my stand, and am thinking she was one of them. Shit, prob was both of them.
So i watch her for about 10 minutes. She's slowly workin my way and stopped in one spot about 30 yards out for 5 minutes doing the head bob and stomping, trying to make me. She finally gets moving again my direction and looks behind her. Shr's about 30 out. I look that way and here comes a main fraime 10 with split brows at least on one side. He gets to about 30 yards, catches up with her, see's she is a bit on edge and he stands there trying to figure out wtf. Seemed like that part lasted forever, but it was prob only a minute. Next thing you know they both turn and walk slowly back the way they came from. I grunted, he turned and looked, and then they both picked up the pace outta there.
Fugg. Too damn close. Thought he was going to come into range. I practice at 30 with the recurve, but its too fuggin far to attempt at something breathing.
What really screwed me is her having me pegged. That old slut watched me crawl up into my tree this morning. Gurantee it. Bad luck. Argh.
Great hunt. Of course im leaving town tomorrow as the property is the hottest its been. Sum a biotch! Thats life. Really just happy to be into them. Itd be nice to catch a break! So damn close