Hello all and a good season to you. It's been a while since I posted anything but I check on everyone daily to see how their season is going and how everyone is doing and drive myself crazy because it has been hard to get in the woods. You know work, family, kids sports house projects. Enough of that.
I was blessed the my second time out to arrow my biggest buck yet! Not the biggest I've every shot at but my biggest to go home with me. It was Sunday BEFORE church. I was just wanting to get in the woods so Sunday morning it was. It was sleeting, wet intermittent with sun. Just beautiful but your head had to be on a swivel because you couldn't hear a thing with all the dripping off the autumn leaves. My stand is set up at the base of a long grade on this property and over the years I have determined it to be a travel route for bucks especially during the rut. I got to my stand just at light, got settled in and was content with watching the world wake up and soak in God's creation. That is really what I was after. Some solitude and reflection and to fill my mind with the sights and sounds of another autumn in tree. About quarter to 8am I did a series of grunts and started to look around. Looking to my left then to my right, in front and back then back to the right wondering what kind of bucks are cruising through here this year. I slowly started to face forward again when off to my left there is much movement and close. I did not hear it coming and bam! he is on top of me. He was going to cruise right out of my life but on my way to the stand I had sprayed some buck urine on trees as I walked in and he hit one and stopped. He was smelling and became startled and started to back up.I couldn't shoot where he stopped but as he backed up he cleared himself and gave me a great shot to the chest. I picked a spot in the pocket, drew my Bob Lee Exotic 54#, 58" recurve a let a TradOnly 400 tipped with a 150gr Woodsman on a 50gr brass insert slip from my fingers and watched in amazement as the arrow flew like a dart and disappeared right behind the shoulder. He bolted to his left up the hill and through the brush tail tucked like a freight train. About 100 yards and 4 seconds later he was done! I could not believe it when I got up to him the size of his body and his headgear. I tagged him and went home to get my boys to help me drag him out and I'm glad I did. Sorry this was a bit long but I had to tell a story and share. Good luck to all this season especially to the ones waiting for their first. Stick to it.
God Bless!
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Topic: Blessed with a brute!!! (Read 1429 times)
