Joe C
Student of the 1911.
Well, after shooting that raccoon the night before I wasn't sure if I could get up in the morning to go deer hunting...but alas, at 05:00 I rolled out of bed, cleaned up and headed out to the woods. Decided to go to a place I call "The Pocket". It is a VERY small patch of woods in the middle of corn fields on all sides. The walk in is rather long for around here but a lot of my deer cam pics come from there. As I was going in I jumped up a deer in the dark so I figured it was going to be a good day. By the time I got up in my stand I wasn't so sure. It's been a long time since my Viper Extreme climbing stand has been used and the user was a bit rusty...sounded like a drunk gorilla playing a metal drum set climbing up that tree!
None the less, I had been there about 30 minutes when the familiar crunch, crunch of deer approaching was heard. She came from the south with the wind blowing her scent to me (course I was 25 foot up in a tree). As she turned to cross in front of me behind some brush I stood and made ready. As soon as she cleared I was drawn and ready to fire. Now, I forgot that she was only about 15 yards, at max, from me...the arrow from my old PSE Mach Flight bow, with a slick trick broad head, caught her in the spine right between the shoulders and down she went! Seeing her toss around a bit there I put another arrow into her lungs just for good cause. Turns out it wasn't needed as the first arrow had gone in at such a sharp angle that it pierced both lungs as well. She was DRT. And she managed to break my first arrow...
Then I sat back, watched the birds and enjoyed the sunrise...what a wonderful way to start the day.
Enjoy the pics and best regards to all my fellow outdoors men!
None the less, I had been there about 30 minutes when the familiar crunch, crunch of deer approaching was heard. She came from the south with the wind blowing her scent to me (course I was 25 foot up in a tree). As she turned to cross in front of me behind some brush I stood and made ready. As soon as she cleared I was drawn and ready to fire. Now, I forgot that she was only about 15 yards, at max, from me...the arrow from my old PSE Mach Flight bow, with a slick trick broad head, caught her in the spine right between the shoulders and down she went! Seeing her toss around a bit there I put another arrow into her lungs just for good cause. Turns out it wasn't needed as the first arrow had gone in at such a sharp angle that it pierced both lungs as well. She was DRT. And she managed to break my first arrow...
Then I sat back, watched the birds and enjoyed the sunrise...what a wonderful way to start the day.
Enjoy the pics and best regards to all my fellow outdoors men!
