No bloody hands tonight, but managed to get my adrenaline/heart pumping like crazy.
Never made it to a stand which was kind of the plan.
Watched 2 does on my way in that where about 80 yards away on the otherside of property line. Eventually they meanedered off the other direction. I advanced about 150 yards like a turtle until I got to this 5 gallon bucket i had hunted on earlier this season.
Was there for about 15 minutes and here pops out a big ole doe about 15 yards away. I should have let her have it immediately, but was busy making sure it was a doe and one I wanted to shoot. She was broadside for a moment.
2 more does pop out behind her and she starts walking directly at me. She gets to under 10 faceing me and starts acting funny. A couple stomps turned to head bobbing.
Gotta say, my heart rate was through the roof. Haven't hunted in a minute.
I'm waiting for her to give me a broadside angle thinking as soon as she did I'd snap shoot her.
Well, she turns at no more then 8 yards, I wiggle my toes to make sure I'm planted and go for the draw. I shit you not, she was long gone by the time I got the recurve to my anchor point. I was expecting her to 'freeze' for at least a couple seconds. Hell no, she was gone immediately.
Haven't been hunting to this spot or even back there to do anything in a good month. Good to see the deer are stacked in there. Thickest stuff around for a while.
That was a fun one. Think that's some gasoline on my fire to enjoy these last couple weeks of season