Hey Guys, I guess I'm one lucky fella. I had two opportunities at this buck. The first morning of my hunt I rattled in this buck and had a shot at 18 steps. As I went to draw my bow, the deer looked up at me. I hesitated and when the deer looked away, I drew and released and the deer ducked. My shot was high-- right under the spine. I waited an hour and a half to track him, only to find no sign and no deer. I was very disappointed, to say the least--this was the biggest deer I've ever had a chance at. Six days later, with the wind blowing 35-40mph, I decided not to hunt but to scout. Boy, was that a mistake! We saw deer running everywhere! I went back to camp, got my gear and headed to the woods. In the stand I chose to hunt, the wind was not quite right, so I decided to move to another stand with a better wind. I got to the tree right after lunch and climbed up to tie off my tree saddle. As soon as I tied the saddle, I heard leaves crunching. Looking toward the sound, I saw a nine-pointer, about a 130 class, and right behind him was a monster 8 pointer! The problem was that I had just gotten in the tree, but my bow was still on the ground. The wind was howling and whipping the nylon strap tied on my bow like a flag. I froze, and had to watch them walk off. I thought my chances that day were probably done, but I stuck it out, and a few hours later the nine-pointer that I had shot six days earlier came down a draw following a single doe, and gave me a broadside shot at about 20 steps. This time the arrow flew true. I saw the nock of the arrow disappear tight behind his shoulder. After the deer ran off, I took my binoculars and could see the arrow, covered in blood, sticking in the ground. I was so excited and shaking so much I could hardly get down. The deer ran about 150 yards, and the rest is history. Thanks for the interest-- it was a great hunt. Shane
Topic: Shane Collier's in the barrel with a 160!!! (Read 3619 times)
