Great hunts today - not one arrow flew but dangit so close!! After I sat the Pine I went to Spoil stand - Wind wasn't good bailed out after 15m and sulked back to the hooch to reload my attitude. While in Pine that AM I noticed the Mock scrape I put had NO shot from one of the two (N and S) Pine plot runs W- E. so the North stand needed that done, also for whatever reason the power pole that marks the E edge of Pine Plot has always had bucks rubbing it - no idea why but they have carved about 3/4 out around the entire pole.
Couple years ago I put a licking branch on it, might do it again after today!!
So I shed my ozoned clothes and got the quad - went over the hill clipped a couple dead pine limbs to open a shot at the scrape and hung a Spypoint overwatching the pole, got my gear together and walked back to Pine , North stand called Aspen.
Wind was a bit hinky but 80% was good and almost always get a good down thermal off the hill to the South - across the greenfield ( I call the green field the broadway because it looks like a braodway! About 150 ydrs long and 50' across.
Pic of pine from Aspen stand looking due South, after I cut the couple limbs and yellow marks the licking branch and scrape.
(Teaser - This is a couple years ago 2016) harvest of a 153 with a droptine from Aspen stand. Pine gets some action, broadway gets trodden...
So it's just after 1800 hours, four hours in the stand, and I hear some brush getting trashed just South of Pine on the South hill, out walks a nice 8pt, he ambes up Pine to the power pole ... now I had bow in hand and was connected - the body on this dude said mature but rack wasn't really there - I think he's a solid 2.5 and could be real stud, regardless when he stopped at the pole slightly quartering away I was a full draw and had the 30 yd pin steady where the harpoon wanted to be inserted.
I let down.
He proceeded to beat the tar (literally) out of that pole for about 3-4 mins... He'd hit it one way walk around and hit it again. Like a fighter working a bag. After a bit I got the phone out and got some digits of him. This Toad dosen't have a name yet - but if I get some good snaps for PID He'll get one.
Vid came out fairly well.
So after that he walks down the South side of braodway making scrapes about every 30' - strait down the South of broadway, and just before he get to the large pasture to the SE I see another deer (watching with Binos now at about 120yrds) Legs, 8pt walking SE out of sight but FULLY agitated back hair all fluffed and all stiff legged...
..the other deer, through branchs and leaves .. good beam, great tine.. holy shit it's Niles. Niles turns and starts up broadway...
Insert large heartbeat and adrenaline here.
Quickly and melodically stow the bino's get bow and hookup 16 years in Spec Ops, motto Slow is Smooth, Smooth is Fast... He's still @ 90 yards, last scrape 8pt made, Niles arrives and he beats the shit out of it, pawing trashing limbs etc... prolly a full min felt like 5. walks closer, up to the next scrape, repeat performance... he does this for 4 or 5 scrapes - now I'm thinking (knida) mostly in awe, he's gonna come in and hit my mock scrape (had a pic of him on it last night) 16 yards. Chip shot. But if he goes to the pole that's perfect 30 yd shot and he'll be preoccupied (I have a full body target at exactly 30 yds below the hooch.
Niles gets to about 50 yds, perfect to see across the Broadway, but no shot (I won't shoot >35 WTD just move too much after the shot.... and he's coming in anyways....
Except I think he had that 8tp on his mind... looks over his shoulder and like a caption cloud appering over his head - "Hey that upstart is heading to where the does are... in the big pasture..." so slllooowwwlllyyy turns around at 50 yds and walks strait down boardway and hangs a right to go beat some 8pt ass.
I tried a contact grunt, stopped him, but he had confidence decoy 8pt he already passed. he kept walking right outa sight...
..I stopped shaking a few mins later.
Razor close, fun hunt, no regrets. My neighbor had an opportunity at Rainwater mid-day- his can call fell outa his pocket and grunt call got dirt in it and didn't work. Top two bucks both got lucky in one day. And that is the game we play.
I didn't have the can call on me - after discussion over some firepit roasted sausage and beers tonight with him I'm taking the can call with me evertime.
Taking the 'marrrow off - didn't bring my hunting snorkle and need to go visit ma.