I havested this buck last Monday November 2nd. I have a bit of history with it. I had shot this buck the previous Wednesday October 28th and got poor penetration due to a broadhead adapter failure. I tracked this buck for about a day in a half. I was very disgusted in myself and what had happened. That Friday I switched my set-up from aluminm adapters to Steel adapters which in turn I needed stiffer shafts. Needless to say money and time well spent. I didn't hunt the area where I hit the buck until the following Monday to allow things to calm down since I had covered every concievable piece of ground with in about a half mile. I had gotten into the same stand in which I had wounded the buck from well before day light. As things came to life I was beginning to think I had made the wrong decision in hunting the same stand. Light had come and all was quiet except for the birds praising the day. And a couple Jays yelling at me for invading there space. At about 7:00 am I thought I caught a glimpse of a deer passing well out of range. So my hopes were starting to rise. Then all heck broke loose when a lone doe came blasting past. Then the parade of young bucks came hound doggin in. I had six different bucks with in range and none of which fit the bill. I am in no way a trophy hunter but enjoy the challenge of trying to harvest a mature deer. Then from down range I caught a glimpe of horns coming from the thicket below me. Then I heard the buck snort wheeze, which scared the little bucks into the next county. I had seen this buck before it was a young ten point maybe two in a half years of age. Very nice by all means and had me very tempted to try for if he had made his way to me. Then from behind me I heard another buck and could see a tree being swayed and scarred. I put my bino's up to determine what for buck was pilaging the tree. To my amazement it was the buck I had wounded the week before alive and well. Finally he made his way down the ridge toward the opposing buck, which wound bring him past my perch. I confirmed the bucks idenity by the wound high on his back and a slight hitch in his walk. And at that point I was determined that I would not settle for any other buck. While working his way to the other buck he crossed the trail in which the doe had run down and turned in her direction. I was thinking the doe had pulled him away,and he walked from my sight. The young ten turned in there direction also. A hot doe can be a blessing or curse. All had gotten quiet, when suddenly it sounded like a stampede was coming. It was the doe coming back through with the the ten and "MY" buck hot in tow. She came in and ran right under my stand. The bucks both cut to my left to cut the doe off and put them in a very good position for a shot. As they passed into my shooting lane I let out a bleat. They both stopped, I was all ready at full draw and focusing on tuff of hair. Before I knew it my bright pink feathers were dissapearing at my point of focus. The buck made it a few steps , then he was down. I was shaking so bad I had to sit down. As I sat there so many thoughts had ran through my mind. What were the chances in having two oppourtunities at the same buck with the circumstances . I definitly felt releived that I did not have a deer running around suffering. He is not the biggest buck I have taken but is by far one of my finest accomplishments in my hunting acheivements. Thanks and hope you enjoyed the story. Sorry for the poor pictures, They are off a cell phone.
Black Widow SAX Osage 58# at 30"
Easton ST Epic Camo 300 615 grains
Magnus 2 blade 125 Grain with a 125 grain steel inserts
Topic: 2009 PA Buck (Read 1119 times)
