Did any of you hear me wailing and moaning at 6 o'clock tonight???
I had just climbed into my hang on and strapped in when I discovered a 150" eight pointer, ten or twelve yards from my tree working a scrape line on the edge of a cornfield!!!
Dumbfounded, I slowly hoisted my bow up to me and somehow nocked an arrow without detection. But, it wasn't to be as he had moved through my last shooting lane by the time I was ready.
I killed a 153" eight last year from the same farm and this buck was his equal but with longer eyeguards. Just a beautiful buck.
I'm guessing that he heard my approach through the ten yards of sycamores leaves bordering the cornfield, then a few minutes of silence as I settled into my stand and became curious. Perhaps it was just a case of almost perfect timing and he was going to work the scrapeline anyway.
Great encounter, and, oh so close!!!!
Glad to see such a buck on his feet in the daylight.
Good luck all, it's about to get real interesting!
Best regards, Skychief.