Well, today was the day and it only took 15 sits for me
Yippie, Horah ! ! !
I started off this morning on private property along with Outdoors Addiction, who I can't thank enough for putting me on such a great spot , and even before first light, we could hear deer on the ground.
As dawn broke, there were three deer about 25 yards out, and yet another three working their way in the direction of the stand. They all came from our left. One of the second group looked in our direction several times, but did not make us out. She knew something was not quite right, but didn't know exactly what it was. When she was not keenly aware, I was able to stand and get into position, but she hovered pretty much below us, still uneasy, as two does maintained a broadside position at about 15 yards out. I was hoping that she would simply walk away, but she did not. As she walked behind a tree, I drew and tried to get my anchor point set, but wait, my left knee was shaking as if I had leaned on a nerve and I could not control it. No heavy heart pounding in my chest. No difficulty breathing. Just a knee that would not stop shaking. Brian quietly whispered, "Breath" But breathing wasn't the problem, standing on that darn left leg was, So, I shifted my weight back to my right leg, yeah I know, wrong thing to do, but what else was there to do in the moment? I leaned forward at the waist, got the closest doe in my peep, and let an arrow fly. She jumped and took off, heading down hill.
After reviewing the footage of the shot, we realized that I had hit a bit high and farther back than I had actually aimed for, so we sat for 90 minutes before starting the search. First blood was found at about 10 yards and it was consistent, but there wasn't a lot of it. We though we might have a difficult time continueing the tracking when the blood trail led us to some very thick and tall grass, but she was actually visible from the entrance to that spot. She only ran a total of about 100 maybe 110 yards before laying down in the spot she expired in.
So, where's the bucks now ? ? ?

I started off this morning on private property along with Outdoors Addiction, who I can't thank enough for putting me on such a great spot , and even before first light, we could hear deer on the ground.
As dawn broke, there were three deer about 25 yards out, and yet another three working their way in the direction of the stand. They all came from our left. One of the second group looked in our direction several times, but did not make us out. She knew something was not quite right, but didn't know exactly what it was. When she was not keenly aware, I was able to stand and get into position, but she hovered pretty much below us, still uneasy, as two does maintained a broadside position at about 15 yards out. I was hoping that she would simply walk away, but she did not. As she walked behind a tree, I drew and tried to get my anchor point set, but wait, my left knee was shaking as if I had leaned on a nerve and I could not control it. No heavy heart pounding in my chest. No difficulty breathing. Just a knee that would not stop shaking. Brian quietly whispered, "Breath" But breathing wasn't the problem, standing on that darn left leg was, So, I shifted my weight back to my right leg, yeah I know, wrong thing to do, but what else was there to do in the moment? I leaned forward at the waist, got the closest doe in my peep, and let an arrow fly. She jumped and took off, heading down hill.
After reviewing the footage of the shot, we realized that I had hit a bit high and farther back than I had actually aimed for, so we sat for 90 minutes before starting the search. First blood was found at about 10 yards and it was consistent, but there wasn't a lot of it. We though we might have a difficult time continueing the tracking when the blood trail led us to some very thick and tall grass, but she was actually visible from the entrance to that spot. She only ran a total of about 100 maybe 110 yards before laying down in the spot she expired in.
So, where's the bucks now ? ? ?

