Got up late Sat AM and on the way in, I jumped a NICE mature buck coming into the woods, off a road next to a huge acorn loaded oak in an oak mott with no brush around it....perfect treestand spot for later this season. On to the hunt......
On Fri I picked a slightly elevated spot above a road through this 2000 acre private place. This spot is a sideways X with a feeder on the corner. It's literally a 4 way stop for deer and hogs, pretty wide open and sandy, surrounded by tall pines and oaks, and broomweeds near the roadbed. I pulled weeds up by the roots and basically built a hut and sealed myself inside. I was super well hidden.
So on Sat, I sat from 10am to 7pm in my Huntmore 360 with an extra pad, comfortably, and had deer all around banging trees in the woods. Wind swirled all over and at all velocities...I thought I was sunk for sure. Surprisingly, a yearling buck breezed by at 10' and never even knew I was there....3 does came in to the fence corner behind the feeder and left at 3pm after a big sniff of something.
I had driven to within 1/4 mi of the blind and put on my camo in the field, and I sprayed myself down with scent killer in the blind.
After kneeling to take a leak in my blind (ran out of bottles), I finally around 4 caught sight of a 8pt buck way off in the woods to the right looking my way. I thought had been rubbing trees behind me as I'd heard branches breaking all day and the day before a deer walked right up behind me, and when I stretched it thundered off snorting for a full two minutes. This time I was totally camo'd in from behind and started softly grunting on a tube, which I think made him curious. He disappeared.
By 415 he was back, and walked right in front of this opening as I wasn't paying attention, and on in to the feeder where he acted skittish and sniffed the swirling winds. I crouched in my seat and tried to remain calm. The feeder went off, at last he relaxed, dropped his head broadside and I shot right over him I was so jacked up on adrenaline.
At first I thought I saw the arrow fly WIDE left and I had gut shot him for sure, but the buck had dropped and rolled at the sound of the bow PLUS I didn't bend at the waist as I was 4-5' ABOVE that road. I guess I saw the first few flexes of the arrow in flight and thought, "wuh-oh....not good". I don't remember my release or relaxing much. I was using a backup tab even.....
The buck startled at the arrow hitting behind him, and took a few steps, looked around like they always do, and I nocked a second arrow. By then he was casually walking away from me to the right, he paused at 35 yds, and walked off. Around 5 he came back all the way across that road 50 yds, stopped to sniff a pine tree, and kept walking.
By dark I could see my lumenok on the ground, and the shot was dead nuts straight though that opening and at the vitals of that deer. It either went high or low, but I'm pretty damn sure I didn't relax, pick a spot, and calmly release (don't remember at all). What fooled me was the paradox of the arrow flexing.
I didn't wound him thank god. The elevated shot while sitting is a bitch.........for me that is.
shooting lane dead ahead:
another slightly right:
looking left:
yours truly:
READY TO FIRE!