This weekend my wife and daughter were going to Girl Scout camp so I figured I would come out and give it a shot. I arrived mid-day Friday and didn’t see a deer on my Friday night hunt. This morning I only saw 3, but the first one was the most important. About 7:30 I saw a good buck following the tree line in the neighbors bean field. I grunted and he stopped but quickly kept moving. As he made his way to the creek bed I grunted again and the next time I picked him up in the binocs he was headed right towards me. I heard him grunt and as he came up the hill he was probably only 35-40 yards away. I picked an opening, mouth grunted to stop him and shot him at probably 30-35 yards. He probably ran close to 200 and I didn’t know he was dead (I lost him and wasn’t sure where he went) so I waited 20 minutes before getting down. When I found blood at the shot site I was excited but hesitant since I saw him run probably 100 yards and he didn’t slow down or fall over. I slowly tracked him and found him floating in the creek. I was (and am) ecstatic to say the least. I may very well never see a buck of this caliber again in my life. I understand that some of you guys see deer like this annually, but he is probably 50% bigger than anything I have ever shot. DNR aged him at 4.5. 15 points. Hillsdale county. Took him to Jerome for processing and he is currently at the taxi and it is gonna be a long several months until I get to see him again.
Lucky as can be and blessed to be that lucky. Enjoy the rest of the season everyone and good luck to all of you!!
Also, thanks to all of you for posting your success pics and threads. It is good motivation for the rest of us to never give up because you just don’t know what might walk in front of you one day. That is why I’m sharing this story with my MS family. If it can happen to me, it can happen to anyone.