Well I was waiting for Charlie, but I don't see him on here. He has the field photos...
But the girls will be home soon from dance so I better finish up my first night's hunt.
I was wrestling with the decision to shoot the near doe when I caught sight of a nice buck coming in, followed by another, followed by still another.
My focus shifted from one to the other as I soaked in the situation. All three were shooters in my book and I decided to take the first shot that presented itself.
Within moments a nice eight was broadside at twenty yards. The arrow left the string and I watched as it buried into the front of the deer's chest cavity. The arrow did not pass through, but I was not worried. I knew it had probably stopped in the offside shoulder. The buck jumped and ran and I thought I heard him crash a short time later.
John, Charlie, Larry, Jeff and I took up the trail after dark. There was not much blood without a pass through, but we found the deer without difficulty by following the line of travel that I had witnessed.
He is my best whitetail with a bow.
with John and Nacho