Funny story about my buck (daytime pic of buck). My brother and cousin from PA were giving me crap for always getting lucky on the first night and shooting a monster bucks in each of the last two seasons. So we all go out to our stands and I chose a stand that I never saw a buck at in the previous season and they go to our two hottest stands. Two hours into the hunt I was taking glamor shots of my new bow when I look over to an overgrown field and see and deer running towards my stand. I grab my bow and see its a monster buck crossing the creek heading straight to my stand. As he crossed the creek my rage hypodermic jack rolled him and he ran about twenty yards before rolling off the bank and into the creek. My cousin when he first saw the buck texted that he "saw a friggin monster" and I replied "BBD". HAHA. You can imagine the crap I got when I got back to camp. Guess who became the camp cook and housewife? Yup and happily so. My brother smoked an old and huge buck (night time pic) towards the end of the trip and everyone saw lots of buck and had a great time. Thats what it's all about. Good luck to all.
My buck is the day time picture. I have the camo/black on my brother is wearing jeans in the night picture. I must something lucky somewhere. They suggested a golden horseshoe. Its funny because I told them I was due for a goose egg year after having two awesome years. Guess it's going to three awesome years and more season to go.
Nice Congrats, glad to see I am not the only one who's deer insist on dying in creeks. 3 years running for me.
Thanks. It is amazing how much easier it is to float a big buck down a creek vs. dragging through a field.
