It was all ready beginning to show pink light in the East when I arrived at my stand.. There was just the slightest East wind this am. Hardly anything at all.
I was dressed to the max and had been in the stand for a little over an hour with out seeing a single deer.
Standing with the bow on a hook I was very carefully scanning in all directions from the stand. Suddenly I heard a deer running towards me from the East. A mature doe was trotting towards me on the trail that goes directly in front of the stand. She stopped 40 yards away and I grabbed the bow. I was set on shooting her. But then I noticed her tail position and that she seemed to be waiting for some one.
Suddenly there was one continuous deep guttural grunts and another deer running up. Instantly I recognized that dark forehead and wide rack!
As they blew past the front of me I picked a spot and let the arrow go. The arrow struck the buck 2/3 of the way back and high. He stopped in his tracks and hunched his back. I grabbed another arrow and with all the excitement did not come to full draw. I shot between his legs. He spun and moved 15 yards down hill and stopped. I grabbed another arrow, short drew yet again and sent another arrow below his chest into the leaves and dirt. He crashed thru some brush and went another 25 yards down the steep hill and stopped. His tail was flipping wildly and his legs went out from under him.
I sat down and then kept an eye on him to make sure he was not getting up. It took a few minutes for what just happened to sink in. I had just killed the great 8 point I had called in twice last week!!!
Where he died
21.5 wide