To start with, I owe a great big THANK YOU to Gobblergetter for dedicating so much time and effort in trying to capture one of my hunts on film. Well, this evening, after seeing two small bucks this morning, it finally came together for us as a team for DTOR.
Due to personal obligations, I could not get into my private spot in zone 2 until slightly after 3pm this afternoon and as we approached the blind, we could clearly see SIX deer on the corn and of course, they quickly scattered, but we were not prepared for their immediate return. Mike hadn't even gotten the camera on the tri-pod and I hadn't even knocked an arrow, when four of them returned, followed by three more, so I guess there were actually seven when we approached. There were two larger does that I was willing to take, but one of the bb's kept chasing one of them and the other never came in close enough for a shot. After about 10 minutes of constant activity by all of them, the stomping started, followed by a few blows, and finally, they all took off. We thought our opportunity had passed us by, but we were wrong . . .
Shortly before 5pm it was like Black Friday with a Super Sale at the corn pile as ten, yes TEN deer came running, like there was no tomorrow, in to the corn. We could see that the first one to get there was indeed a bb and I immediately picked out the two large does and waited for a shot opportunity. I came to full draw three times and had to let down. One time, my target doe walked behind a tree, but then stopped there and didn't emerge on the other side as I expected her to. On another occasion, I anticipated her turning broadside, and she did not. And finally, after I drew the third time, two smaller deer walked in front of her obstructing my shot. We were loosiing light very quickly, but she finally gave me a slight quartering away shot and had no other deer in her vacinity, so I quickly drew for a fourth time, took aim and let the arrow fly the 18 yards to where she stood. I could hear the hit and watched her kick like a mule and then everyone scattered. Whew, what excitement those 15 minutes brought, constantly wondering if I would get a shot or not.
Well, we waited our half hour and then found first blood not even 10 yards from where she was standing when I took the shot. She ran to our right and uphill for about 40-50 yards before dropping and then rolling about 15 yards back down the hill.
Thanks again Mike for your time, effort and dedication [up]
Due to personal obligations, I could not get into my private spot in zone 2 until slightly after 3pm this afternoon and as we approached the blind, we could clearly see SIX deer on the corn and of course, they quickly scattered, but we were not prepared for their immediate return. Mike hadn't even gotten the camera on the tri-pod and I hadn't even knocked an arrow, when four of them returned, followed by three more, so I guess there were actually seven when we approached. There were two larger does that I was willing to take, but one of the bb's kept chasing one of them and the other never came in close enough for a shot. After about 10 minutes of constant activity by all of them, the stomping started, followed by a few blows, and finally, they all took off. We thought our opportunity had passed us by, but we were wrong . . .
Shortly before 5pm it was like Black Friday with a Super Sale at the corn pile as ten, yes TEN deer came running, like there was no tomorrow, in to the corn. We could see that the first one to get there was indeed a bb and I immediately picked out the two large does and waited for a shot opportunity. I came to full draw three times and had to let down. One time, my target doe walked behind a tree, but then stopped there and didn't emerge on the other side as I expected her to. On another occasion, I anticipated her turning broadside, and she did not. And finally, after I drew the third time, two smaller deer walked in front of her obstructing my shot. We were loosiing light very quickly, but she finally gave me a slight quartering away shot and had no other deer in her vacinity, so I quickly drew for a fourth time, took aim and let the arrow fly the 18 yards to where she stood. I could hear the hit and watched her kick like a mule and then everyone scattered. Whew, what excitement those 15 minutes brought, constantly wondering if I would get a shot or not.
Well, we waited our half hour and then found first blood not even 10 yards from where she was standing when I took the shot. She ran to our right and uphill for about 40-50 yards before dropping and then rolling about 15 yards back down the hill.
Thanks again Mike for your time, effort and dedication [up]


