Decided this year to hunt with an older Bear bow, left the Dauntless and Howatt hunter on the rack and shot the Bear a lot, enough that I figured it would do in my 20 yard max range.
Lucky enough to be retired and spend a lot of time scouting both spring and spot checking feed now, found a couple red oaks that were really producing on one of my favorite ridges on a game lands here in central Pa. Got in and set up well before pink light the other am (love my lonewolf climber, they are quiet)got that feeling that a guy gets when you think something special is gonna happen, well had deer around me from 7 till I shot at 9, had a 6 point that I debated on, but never seemed to get the right shot, all of a sudden he (the 6) turned his head and laid his ears back along his neck and I thought ok somethings coming, soon as I saw this guy I knew I wasn't passing if I got the right shot, got about an 18 yard slight quatering away shot and let the string slip, at first wasn't sure of the hit cause he jumped into some grapevines and saw the fletching bouncing along his rib cage, the other buck also crashed off so I really couldn't listen for him well. Decided to play it safe and after an half hour backed out and snuck back to my truck to wait, 2 hours was all I could stand so I snuck back in and started on the trail , the first blood looked good and I slowly slipped along the trail, 30 yards into the thick stuff and I saw a tine ahead, the old Bear 50# SK, C/x 250s and an Eclipse werewolf 175 had done their jobs, not P&Y put a good enough public land Pa. whitetail to ride in my truck. And a big thanks to Uncle Gene for telling me this would be my lucky hat. Soon as the wife gets home tonite I'll have her try and load pics of my buck which had a decent 10 point rack.