Had another great day of bowhunting with my gun buddies. Just three of us, two gunners and me, the stick guy. Got settled into by bottom stand down on the river at 6:30.
It was a great morning to be in the stand.
A well used train runs along the edge of the thick tangle mess which is located in the bottom that I was hunting. With all of the gun pressure, the deer are using this edge to travel. The river is located on the back side of the tangle. Tree rats were all over the place and I was that were putting on. Then all of a sudden I could hear the sound of blazing hooves! As I stood up and looked over my sholder, a nice buck was moving down the hill in a dead sprint. Something spooked him and he wasn't slowing down. The eightpoint ran down the ridge and crosted the powerline like a man on a mission. He jumped a dead fall and ran down the trail past me without slowing down for a shot. Even though I did not get a shot, I was excited to see him because he was the best buck that I had ever seen on the property. After that things went slow and I went back to watching tree rats and enjoying the morning. We had decided to quit hunting around 11:00 and when I checked my watch it was 9:45. I told myself that I would get down at 10:50. As I sat their playing cat and mouse with the tree rats, I picked up that unmistakable gate of deer moving through the bottom. As I turned to look, a two deer came into view. They were traveling the same trail that runs just fifteen yards past my stand. As the young buck and doe walked past my stand, I focused on the buck's ribs. The string slipped from my fingers and the arrow zipped through the buck. The buck's back legs kicked up and he picked up the pace for ten yards a stopped. Instead of racing off he just stood there. The doe actually seemed to calm down when she didn't the buck race off. The couple just branched of the trail and megan to move uphill out of the bottom. I rejoiced and thank God for a great shot! After sitting tight for 35 minutes, this is what I found when I got out of my stand.
I went and rounded up my two hunting buds and we took up the trail. We had good blood and the tracking started off heavy but faded in an out. We when the blood got scarce we stayed with the trail and found him in the creek. We celebrated and thanked the Good Lord for the success.
This is the second deer to fall to the Alabama Axe (Simmons Interseptors) over the past two hunts. It is always nice to share a hunt like this with you gun hunting budies. I think I will have some company next season!
Topic: bow hunting during the gun season, part 2 (Read 743 times)
