Post by DocHolladay on Dec 13, 2005 1:35:07 GMT -5
I get in the stand around 3:45 and sit around twiddling my thumbs, looking at every squirrel that jumps thinking it was a deer. I had taken a stick and stuck it in the middle of the food plot and squirted Tink's #69(doe-in-heat) on it and walked away. I range it at 16yds once in the tree. Well at 5:30(on schedule), I hear crunching behind me and turn and here comes a little buck( I think its a 6 pointer or for you "other" hunters 3x3). He walks out to the stick and starts sniffing it and I have time to draw. I am shaking so bad I cant shoot. I have to stop and breathe. Well I start breathing, take a few breathes and on the last one I let half out and steady my pins and let it fly. I hear it hit and he jumps and takes off running. In my excitement I almost forget to watch where he goes. I look up and see him round the corner on a trail and he goes another 30 ft or so and hits the dirt. I watch him flop around 3 or 4 times and he quits moving. He went prob. 60 yds or so from the stick to his death bed. I look for my arrow and it is laying on the ground about 2in. from the stick. Amazing. We had set up an 8 point or better policy out there, but we found out the other day that there are about to be 200-225 town houses built where I shot him. So now our policy is to kill them all. The only ones allowed to walk are does with fawns, until the spots are gone. We have put in some time on deer nutrition with mineral licks and food plots and Im not going to share with the new residents.
I now have 30 min. to kill. I sit back grab a smoke and begin making phone calls. I called 4-5 friends and no one was home. Well the next on the list is Kelsey(friend from another forum). I call him and describe everything I have said here and get him all worked up. Well I hang up after about 10 min. or so and call another friend and have him go get the camera. He meets me out there and we go check the deer, still laying where he fell. After I get up on him he isnt a 6 pointer he is an 8(or 4x4 for you "other" hunters), he has a little sticker on his brow tine that is a hair to short to count. Pictures are made and I'm a happy archer. I had my friend help me drag it up to the dirt road where I start field dressing it and the mosquitos almost sucked me dry. I'm surprised I didnt cut myself I was going so fast trying to get away from the skeeters. I go get the truck and get him tagged, checked in, and he is now in the fridge. Im just waiting on my brother to get home from his adventures at his cabin. He is the one with all the processing equipment. Anyway, that puts an end to my first archery kill. Here are the pics. Click on them to make them bigger.
I now have 30 min. to kill. I sit back grab a smoke and begin making phone calls. I called 4-5 friends and no one was home. Well the next on the list is Kelsey(friend from another forum). I call him and describe everything I have said here and get him all worked up. Well I hang up after about 10 min. or so and call another friend and have him go get the camera. He meets me out there and we go check the deer, still laying where he fell. After I get up on him he isnt a 6 pointer he is an 8(or 4x4 for you "other" hunters), he has a little sticker on his brow tine that is a hair to short to count. Pictures are made and I'm a happy archer. I had my friend help me drag it up to the dirt road where I start field dressing it and the mosquitos almost sucked me dry. I'm surprised I didnt cut myself I was going so fast trying to get away from the skeeters. I go get the truck and get him tagged, checked in, and he is now in the fridge. Im just waiting on my brother to get home from his adventures at his cabin. He is the one with all the processing equipment. Anyway, that puts an end to my first archery kill. Here are the pics. Click on them to make them bigger.
