More movement tonight. 5 mins in the stand and a young 8 or 9 pt came through nosing a doe. I watched him chase her through the trees about 100 yds away for about 45 mins, then a little fork joined in. Then I heard a snap behind me and I cut my eyes to the left and could barely see a decent 8 pt right behind me. He snorted and in came another 8 pt about the same size. They were about 5-8 yds down wind of me but never winded me. They wanted to fight, but neither were feeling froggy enough to jump. They just circled each other for about 10 mins until my feeder went off and they left.
Made it to the woods with 45 minutes of light left. Stood in some willows in front of couple intersecting trails. Always exciting to shoot one with a bow from the ground and no blind.
Heck of a buck Jared! Congrats!
THAT’S REAL HUNTING!!! Congrats on a great buck!!!
That's awesome. Congrats!
7 years of bad luck ended Friday the 13th when ain't happenin made it happen! On property we just bought to build on at the beginning of October.
I have been working ridiculous hours lately and decided to let my wife sleep in last Saturday. Weather wasn't super conducive to hunting so I got up with the kids and my cameras proved I made a bad decision. This buck had been strictly nocturnal by 2+ hours and there he was.
Sunday I was there and he came in at 8am. I drew and he made it to 10 yards, staying behind trees and stopping right behind a cedar. He'd gotten downwind at this point and he turned 180 degrees, then trotted off.
Wednesday I was going to take the morning off to hunt, but my boss scheduled a 7am meeting. Fine, I'll go in the afternoon. My mom randomly came in town and wanted to have dinner. Ok, not hunting...
I moved everything I could to Thursday and told my boss I'd work some midday in between hunts on Friday. I get up yesterday morning and he'd been there at 1130pm, 1230am and 430am. I didn't have high hopes but I went anyway. I had multiple does come through with little bucks following and a few yearlings on their own but it all stopped at 850. I usually sit until 11 but I was going over everything I needed to do and decided at 1015 it was time to be responsible. I dropped my fall away rest and unnocked my arrow. With my nock still pinched in my fingers, I hear footsteps. I turn and there he is at 25 yards, coming in without a care in the world. He stopped in a lane but I'd have to spin and draw at the same time, so I waited. He continued to a small window where I drew. He paused looking like a shoulder mount in the window. He took 1.5 steps forward, hesitated and started to turn away. I released the arrow and saw fur fly from center chest. I lost sight of him around 30 yards (it's insanely thick). I called my wife and was shouting into the phone. My safety harness was definitely a good idea during this. It took me 15 minutes and 3 phone calls before I could climb down. Another 15 minutes before I stepped away from the tree. I found my arrow, coated in blood and stuck it in the ground where he'd been. I then waited for a buddy to get there. We picked up the track with really good blood and found him 50 yards away!
Turns out to be a 10 point with a propensity for shredding trees. Couldn't be happier!
I have been working ridiculous hours lately and decided to let my wife sleep in last Saturday. Weather wasn't super conducive to hunting so I got up with the kids and my cameras proved I made a bad decision. This buck had been strictly nocturnal by 2+ hours and there he was.
Sunday I was there and he came in at 8am. I drew and he made it to 10 yards, staying behind trees and stopping right behind a cedar. He'd gotten downwind at this point and he turned 180 degrees, then trotted off.
Wednesday I was going to take the morning off to hunt, but my boss scheduled a 7am meeting. Fine, I'll go in the afternoon. My mom randomly came in town and wanted to have dinner. Ok, not hunting...
I moved everything I could to Thursday and told my boss I'd work some midday in between hunts on Friday. I get up yesterday morning and he'd been there at 1130pm, 1230am and 430am. I didn't have high hopes but I went anyway. I had multiple does come through with little bucks following and a few yearlings on their own but it all stopped at 850. I usually sit until 11 but I was going over everything I needed to do and decided at 1015 it was time to be responsible. I dropped my fall away rest and unnocked my arrow. With my nock still pinched in my fingers, I hear footsteps. I turn and there he is at 25 yards, coming in without a care in the world. He stopped in a lane but I'd have to spin and draw at the same time, so I waited. He continued to a small window where I drew. He paused looking like a shoulder mount in the window. He took 1.5 steps forward, hesitated and started to turn away. I released the arrow and saw fur fly from center chest. I lost sight of him around 30 yards (it's insanely thick). I called my wife and was shouting into the phone. My safety harness was definitely a good idea during this. It took me 15 minutes and 3 phone calls before I could climb down. Another 15 minutes before I stepped away from the tree. I found my arrow, coated in blood and stuck it in the ground where he'd been. I then waited for a buddy to get there. We picked up the track with really good blood and found him 50 yards away!
Turns out to be a 10 point with a propensity for shredding trees. Couldn't be happier!
Dang it boy!!!! That’s one to be proud of, and it only took Friday the 13th in 2020 to “make it happen”!!!!
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