Well on this Saturday, Big Rich couldn't make the hunt so another budy and his son tagged along for the hunt. So we went in and hunted the ridge. I hunted a tree in a pinch crossing along the creek. The wind was wipping and I was not sure if we would have any action. About an hour before sun down, the wind died an the action began. Two deer fed down the ridge behind me just out of range. I watched as they headed towards my budy and his son. As they moved down the ridge towards the bottom, the wind began to swirl and they turned around and began to move in my direction. I stood and readied for a shot as the first doe jump the ditch. She walked to the base of my tree and stopped just five yards out. I took the shot and hit her in the back right in the rib cage. The lazer nock lit up red as she ran back up the hollow into the woods. The second doe calmly walked up the hollow after her and minutes later I heard what sounded like a dead tree falling. I got out of the tree and walked up the hollow. 15 yards into the trail the lazer nock jumped out at me. The doe piled up at the back of the wooded hollow and never made it out.
When the deer processor skint her out, we found a big gash in the ribs made by the Inerseptor. The lungs had been taken out.
I just want to say that Dave, the new owner of Simmons Broadheads, is doing a great job. The heads have a better grind on them are get sharp quick. This is the third deer that I have shot with the heads since last year. This was a truely blessed day.