Favorite Hunt if all time (Antlerless only)

[bushwhacker1975]

Share a story that doesn't include antlers just a good ol hunting story where it meant more then horns

 

[Jpsmith1]

OK, I'll play.

2011. I had just picked my early 90s bow back up the year prior since I was off a couple weeks in October for a hernia surgery.

Prior to the season, I actually had done a little scouting (SHOCKER!) and set a stand along a travel route.

Opening morning was cold, a little drizzly and I dang near fell out of the stand because I think I had nodded off a bit before MommaDoe gave her warning snort right under me. MommaDoe and DaughterDoe did not mess around. They bounded off into the brush behind me, never to be seen again. ButtonBoy, did not have as the good sense of his female relatives and hung out directly behind me about 25 yards.

No rangefinder, no nothing but XX78 arrows and a prayer, I let one fly with my 20 pin.

I didn't see the impact, I didn't have the presence of mind to take note of all the little things that you need to watch and listen for during and immediately following a shot with a bow. Neither did I wait patiently and allow the animal the time needed to expire. I nearly ran to the area where the deer was standing, found bright red splashes of blood and began tracking through the damp greenery.

A couple minutes later, I found ButtonBoy, dead as a stump with a 3 blade hole as cleanly through his heart as if I'd intentionally placed it there. The picture clearly shows just how small he is compared to the 28" arrows and old Martin Black Panther bow (I am about 98.7% sure)