So I went for my last hunt tonite in the off/on drizzle and sleet. Never rained enough to get me wet, just now and then drops or pellets.
About 4:15 2 does crossed the strip of beans I have planted in my CRP about 200 yards away, ate a few and disappeared in the tall grass again.
All quiet til about 5:00 when I heard something and looking over my shoulder, a buck! Actually 4 bucks and an old antlerless bony deer(a shed buck?)
They marched up the fence/tree row behind me on the neighbors side and turned in the trail to come to the left of my stand about 8 yards out.
First buck is a 100" 8 point, he stops and nibbles on a locust pod there broadside with nothing but air between us. 2nd buck is about the same except some crooked points. Third buck is a 6 I think, I had my eye on the 4th buck , a dandy 10 probably 135- 140" estimated.
The first buck is at 8 yards broadside when the big buck scatters the next 2, they scoot downwind about 15 yards in the treeline brush where the big one stops and gets nervous and boogies out in the field behind about 20 yards.
No panic, just the big buck instinct I guess. None of the deer are too concerned, but they head across the field including the 8 that was so patient waiting for me to shoot, who jumped back across the fence when the others scooted out in the field..
Maybe I was greedy waiting on the big one, or maybe just wanting to see what the 8 grew into next year.
As I watch them walk across the wide open beanfield, I wonder how do they always know something is up? Maybe an errant sniff of human? Maybe a feeling something isn't right?
I took my last shot at a bare patch in the snow with my judo just because, and was delighted to find it was true!
It has been a blessed season and I thanked the Lord and the bucks as the light faded....
Hope everyone has a great 2015/2016 season!