Yesterday morning was pretty nice, i was kinda worried about it because of the 15 mph winds that were supposed to blow through, but apparently i had no need for concern.
At 5:30 i was just getting settled into my stand, i had been there for about 2 minutes when i heard one moving through, from the sound of it it was hitting my salt block. So i sit quietly, and all of the sudden this deer just starts snorting at me (I'm assuming it was me)... what a way to start the opener, i was quite discouraged, so this deer takes off, and turns around and comes back in just to snort at me a few more times. Off the deer went.
So I shrug it off and continue my wait, finally- shooting light rolls around.
Now, i hunt on my Grandad's property. He owns a nice 70 acre section of land that i hunt the back of, and neighboring it is a 700+ acre farm that some fellas at the end of the road own/hunt. So its about 15 minutes after shooting light, and i start to hear the 'whirrr' of an engine and see some headlights coming through the woods. I guess I'm gonna have to buy these jokers a new alarm clock or something to get their butts in stand on time, but what I'd really appreciate is if they would not hunt RIGHT on the edge of our property,the engine stops 125 yards from my stand, and the guy gets into his blind... so far, all this morning has brought me is a headache and a bit of distaste towards our neighbors.
The next hour and a half goes by fairly quietly, except for the 4000 tree rats running all over the place. All of the sudden the squirrels just disappear, things get dead quiet, and a slight movement through some thickets catches my eye, off the nail comes the gun. Now I guess the guy that had a bit of trouble getting out on time fell back asleep in his blind or something, because these 2 deer came right from his direction. i take a look through the binoculars and see the first deer is a small spike, and see the second one looks to be a small 8. They were cruising through, and didn't give me much time at all, the spike just kept going and was gone before i knew it, but the 8 point stops to check things out, offering me a very sharply quartered away, 60 yard shot. It was a bit sharp for my liking, but i was wasn't about to pass up the opportunity, i take the shot off hand. Well the deer takes off slowly, tail down but besides this i had no indicator of a hit. He ended up going about 25 yards and bedding down, 5 minutes later he goes belly up.
So i gave him another 15 min. just to be sure, and climbed/fell down, leaving my pack in my stand i was so excited! I walk up on him and find that he was actually a fairly wide 6 point. I also, with much disgust, found i had placed my shot a little far back and had clipped the deers gut. But on opening him up i found that i had also, thankfully, blown his liver away and gotten his right lung. He's nothing to big but he's my best to date, as well as my first morning buck, and I've just been replaying those 60 seconds through my mind ever since!
so yeah, any other bored fellow hunters with a good story feel free to share!
At 5:30 i was just getting settled into my stand, i had been there for about 2 minutes when i heard one moving through, from the sound of it it was hitting my salt block. So i sit quietly, and all of the sudden this deer just starts snorting at me (I'm assuming it was me)... what a way to start the opener, i was quite discouraged, so this deer takes off, and turns around and comes back in just to snort at me a few more times. Off the deer went.
So I shrug it off and continue my wait, finally- shooting light rolls around.
Now, i hunt on my Grandad's property. He owns a nice 70 acre section of land that i hunt the back of, and neighboring it is a 700+ acre farm that some fellas at the end of the road own/hunt. So its about 15 minutes after shooting light, and i start to hear the 'whirrr' of an engine and see some headlights coming through the woods. I guess I'm gonna have to buy these jokers a new alarm clock or something to get their butts in stand on time, but what I'd really appreciate is if they would not hunt RIGHT on the edge of our property,the engine stops 125 yards from my stand, and the guy gets into his blind... so far, all this morning has brought me is a headache and a bit of distaste towards our neighbors.
The next hour and a half goes by fairly quietly, except for the 4000 tree rats running all over the place. All of the sudden the squirrels just disappear, things get dead quiet, and a slight movement through some thickets catches my eye, off the nail comes the gun. Now I guess the guy that had a bit of trouble getting out on time fell back asleep in his blind or something, because these 2 deer came right from his direction. i take a look through the binoculars and see the first deer is a small spike, and see the second one looks to be a small 8. They were cruising through, and didn't give me much time at all, the spike just kept going and was gone before i knew it, but the 8 point stops to check things out, offering me a very sharply quartered away, 60 yard shot. It was a bit sharp for my liking, but i was wasn't about to pass up the opportunity, i take the shot off hand. Well the deer takes off slowly, tail down but besides this i had no indicator of a hit. He ended up going about 25 yards and bedding down, 5 minutes later he goes belly up.
So i gave him another 15 min. just to be sure, and climbed/fell down, leaving my pack in my stand i was so excited! I walk up on him and find that he was actually a fairly wide 6 point. I also, with much disgust, found i had placed my shot a little far back and had clipped the deers gut. But on opening him up i found that i had also, thankfully, blown his liver away and gotten his right lung. He's nothing to big but he's my best to date, as well as my first morning buck, and I've just been replaying those 60 seconds through my mind ever since!
so yeah, any other bored fellow hunters with a good story feel free to share!
