Free: Contests & Raffles.
Well.... I casually mentioned to my wonderful and amazing wife that with the storm that came in that I had gone the wrong weekend. She responds, "well go again." I reminded her how there isn’t enough time to go and how I don’t want to be away from the family again, so she says, “I will come with you.” What?!?!?!!!! I have wanted her to come for years!! 😁 So, my pregnant wife helps me plan a LAST minute trip, leaving kids at grandma’s, the dog at my sister’s, etc. We left late Sunday night for a five-hour drive and a Monday hunt plus same day five-hour drive back.About 20 minutes into the hunt we are stalking a small buck. Didn’t get it because it gave us the slip.Then, my wife stays in some sun to nap while I hit a nasty steep hill/canyon. On top of the hill, I find myself out in the middle of a grassy area with no cover and with a bedded 2 pt. that I was sure must have spotted me. Then, I see the tips of another buck next to him, lower where I can barely see.I army crawl to get a tree between me and the 2pt. and slowly make my way a little closer. I hid behind this tree for 30 minutes watching this ‘look out’ buck who was preventing me from moving into position on the bigger buck. Eventually, he turns and I quickly but quietly switched trees but only to be spotted by a doe I hadn’t seen before.She gets up and so do the rest of the deer and... BANG!