I hunted hard for 16 days straight never missing a hunt. No naps like them old timers lol. Just relentless hunting, scouting, hanging/moving stands and cameras! I passed on many many bucks. Lots of 2-1/2 yr olds. A couple 3-1/2's but they both were busted up from fighting. One would have been a 140 class had he not broken his G2 clean at the main beam.
I was setup on a creek crossing the morning of the 16th that the bucks use to patrol in their search for willing does. On my walk in before daylight there was a deer not 25 yards from my treestand. It snort wheezed at me. Not wanting to blow it out in case it was a bruiser, I hooked a left and dropped off into the creek. I followed the deep creek out of his sight all the way to my tree. Once I was settled in, I snort wheezed. Immediatly I heard him hooking a tree in the area I went into the creek. Wasn't long and here he came. A 2-1/2 year old 8pt. He worked scrapes 15 yards from me. I let him go his merry way. Later a 6pt came and crossed the creek. The wind had switched right before 9am and I was about to bail out for fear of getting winded if one came in. Just as I was about to gather my stuff, I look up and see a nice buck coming. I powered up the video camera and grabbed my bow. He came in on a string right into the creek downwind. I baaaped and drew my Zona recurve and dropped the string. Not sure what happened but I hit him back a little. Maybe with all the clothes I had on I had string slap causing my shot to go left. Anyhow I watched him run out into the timber and stop. His tail was twirling like a helicopter blade which usually means he's hurting bad. I got down an hour and a half later and checked out my arrow. Dark red blood coated my arrow. I was pretty sure I got liver. I looked for blood a little ways in the direction he ran. Not seeing much I decided to back out. I came back around 2:30pm with a friend and we followed a sparse blood trail for 100 yars then nothing. We were right next to the creek. I told my friend this deer is dead and he is either in this creek or very close. We did a search and couldn't find him. I thought maybe he went onto the neighbors since the creek is the boundary. I knew he was hunting so I had to wait till he came in that evening. I called and asked permission to search on his property the next morning. He agreed but only after 9am since he would be hunting. The next morning at 9am I was there. I searched in his CRP field and found nothing. I circled back to the creek and found white hair. Lots of it. Then blood smears going down towards the creek. There he was, well what was left of him. I was very dissapointed because we had walked within 15 yards of where he was laying and never saw him the day before.
Heres the video footage.
Topic: My Kansas Hunt (Read 5165 times)
