Went and hung my stand about a week ago on a buddies property. Left the stand in hopes of some nasty weather and snow as it seems to get the deer moving at all times of the day. As I watched the weather report, it showed snow in my area in the coming days. I made a plan to be in my stand this last Friday. Sat the stand from daylight to about 10. Very very cold and little snow. Went back to camp for a couple hours yo warm up and then back in the stand by 1.
I already had an elk in the freezer and was only going shoot a buck that would be worthy of the wall. I figured with the lack of scouting this year I would be doing a lot of shivering and teeth chattering in the stand waiting for a shooter.
After about an hour in the stand watching a trophy squirrel gather his winter goods, the snow began falling. In a matter of minutes I looked like a snowman in a tree stand. This was the weather I was praying for. I caught movement to my left in the thick cover and about 80 yards past my strategically place food plot. Big bodied deer and antlers. When he stepped into an opening I could see he was a young 4 pt. and not a shooter. He moved on into the snow and disappeared. I now see more deer and coming to the plot. Twin 3 pts. and definitely not shooters. These little guys filled their bellies for about a half hour before something caught their attention in the woods behind them. Three does appeared out of nowhere and the twins took after them like it was going to be their lucky day. These guys were obviously in rut mode. They chase the does out in front of me for several minutes before they all came back to the plot.
At about 3:30 the snow slowed and I was getting cold. The deer in front of kept me spirits up as they milled around. When all 5 deer snapped to attention and looked back into the woods I look over and saw a buck moving in quickly. It was a shooter! The little twin made a quick exit as they didn't want to go home with a black eye. The buck attempted to duck under a barb wire fence and got his antlers stuck. I now had my bow off my lap and ready. He took a step back and bounded over the fence. My Mathews Helim was drawn now and the G5 tipped Easton arrow was ready for takeoff. Seconds later he was broadside at 29 yards. I loosed the arrow and watched hit hit the hair I was aiming at. He bounded off in front of me through some thick brush and trees. He began to slow and stopped only 45 yards away. I said to myself "I hope he falls". Next thing I hear is the thud of his body hitting the fresh snow.
After thanking the lord and gathering myself, I began the 30 ft climb down the tree. Walked to where I shot him and looked for my arrow. Never found the arrow and decided it was time to see my deer. Fallowed the obvious blood trail and was very please as I approached the prize.
After gutting him, I saw that heart and one lung was hit. Off to the taxidermist now. Thanks for reading.
For all the internet cops out there, I shot him with an hour of daylight left. Some pics were taken after dark.
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