He was paralleling me at a slightly higher elevation,and when he got right above me, he started straight for my tree. I thought what a nice buck, and with the sun in his eyes and on his antlers, he looked reeeaaally nice. My eyes were like a kid in a candy shop. I thought well there is no guarantees in hunting, and I may not have another chance. There are monsters in there.
He stopped about ten yards out and glanced up at me. I kept my bow in front of my face and put tension on the string. I could see his pupils in the sunlight and how they looked down at the trail he was following. He kept coming. Hard quartering to as was the doe I shot ealier. I said to myself "I'm going for it. Heck he's five yrds I can make it count." I drew back and looked at his ribcage and felt the hand slide back across my face. It was like slowmotion as the chartreuse feathers just slipped through his side. He mule kicks and goes into high gear. I spun around in the treesaddle and watched him cover 150yrds in a blink of an eye.
I set the bow on the hanger and proceded to text Tom. "BBD" I wrote in one text and another imediately saying "NEED HELP" I think Tom thought I shot another doe. I wrote 8PT maybe 120in. After I hung up the phone, I looked where that buck came from and another nice 8pt was coming in. This one was heavier, but he took another trail and was on a mission because he didn't respond to the can or a grunt snort wheeze. Here he is.
Topic: Shot a Double this morning (Story &Pics Added) (Read 1767 times)
