It was a dark and stormy night. Actually, it was a unseasonably warm day. I decided to go out at the last minute and didn't even get out of the driveway until around 15:30.
I had noticed the deer movement had shifted in one of my favorite areas and set up in a new spot to try and take advantage of it.
No treestand today. I found a blow-down and setup my Torges tree seat so that I was surrounded by downed trees and limbs. No camo either. Just brown plaid and a Filson vest today.
About 16:30, crunch, crunch, crunch. Two bucks were coming my way. And they were going to come very close.
The lead buck was the bigger of the two; he was going to pass by at about 10 yards and I decided to try the shot.
The first buck came abreast, it felt like he was right in my lap, but he didn't notice me or my blaze orange fedora. The following buck was about 20 yards behind and his head went behind a tree trunk just as the leader stepped by. I raised my bow and drew.
The arrow was gone in a flash and the shot looked good. The buck ran forward about 25 yards, stood for a few seconds and tipped over. The follower was just looking around until I decided to stand up, he saw me a ran back the way he'd come.
No tracking job with this one. Which suited me just fine.
I have to say, being eye to eye adds a whole other layer of excitement to the hunt.
Predator recurve 51@28 (I just bought used a couple of weeks ago). Simmons Tiger Shark. Complete pass through.
Here are the pics.
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Thanks for reading.