Well my trail cam woke up the past week in a spot I dubbed my "honeyhole" because almost everytime there I was into deer last season but had absolutely nothing show this year when I hunted it. So yesterday I planned to get there early and sit till dark.
Overslept a touch but was in tree by 7:45. Cold 27* but expected to warm to mid 40* although it would never feel that as this area always has a constant west wind.
I'm set up in a funnel along a major roadway with a hill between me and the road. The deer cruise thru here going north and south until they get up on a slight rise on the north which opens to a tall hill going towards the road to the east.
At 12:30 a doe comes from that rise and heads up that hillside. A few minutes later and a buck comes the same way 35-40yds out but I dont have a shot between tree limbs and the vines snaking their way through out the trees. I watch him run up the hill after her and out of sight. He didnt care about my feeble grunt attempts.
Two doe come off that same hillside at 3:30 and feed along the same route that doesn't offer a shot. Ten minutes later the same buck comes down but feeds going away from me to the north. I contemplate taking a 50 yd shot at one of the doe but knowing I don't have a pin for that range would at the least mean a busted/lost arrow or worse injuring an animal. Both outcomes would make my miserable season that much worse.
Well that buck somehow turned around and came my way but instead of trailing the does he continued south and came behind me. How he didnt wind me I dont know and I'm only 14' up and more likely just 10' in elevation higher than him when he was on the hillside behind me. He passed alongside my tree on my strongside and walked at a hard quartering away. I drew and followed on him till he passed the next trees limbs, somewhere 18-22yds away, and I released.
Saw the arrow hit back but that hard quartering didnt give much wiggle room to get picky and I expected it to travel thru his body to the vitals which it did. I guess it's true that heavy arrows help because my 640 grain death dart traveled the length of his body and found the dirt. At the hit he hopped, not a run, maybe 5 yds and stopped for a few minutes then fell over. He layed there in sight with his head down but I could see he was still breathing. He lift his head slowly so I sent a second arrow thru his boiler room to quicken his ending.
I can't age deer but he was old for sure and on his decline. He's only a six point and his rack is deformed on one side with a broken off tine on his good side. In his prime he would have been a nice wide racked 8 ptr. He weighed 194#.
Now here's a funny part. The actual hunting spot is at the top of a series of small plateaus covered in rocks and deadfalls. Once I get on the trail from there it's a 20 minute hike along a twisty route with lots of hills. Me being up there in age and smarter than I am strong decided to cut through the woods to the roadway 60 yds away and let the pavement and gravity do all the work the half mile trek to the truck. I thought for sure a trooper would pass by and stop to investigate the man walking a deer on a cart alongside traffic but I got lucky and had no such encounter. I even did my first ever vlog while walking just to tease my kids!
Zoom in on first pic and see just how far he died from me...27yds.
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