Well it was definetly an experience. First day out I saw a few does. I had not shot were I was because I had'nt cut any lanes before sitting in my stand. The next morning I got busted by a nice 150" - 160" 8 pointer right at first light. While I watched him casually walk off 3 more does came right up from behind me and jumped the same fence and then just stood there almost teasing me. So after that I moved my stand a little bit down the holler to where they had crossed and cleaned out some nice lanes. One of my buddies had said hey why don't you cut that lower limb so you have a straight shot to that clearing. I said nah I have a window thru it. Well that bit me in the but. A nice big doe came right to that spot right in my window. I drew back got ready and my jacket was caught in my harness so I lifted my elbow while at full draw and accidently hit my trigger. The arrow took off and hit the same limb he said to cut. Then I sat there for a bit and dozed off leaning on that same dam limb. Woke up and went for a short walk up the holler just to scout since there was snow on the ground. Got back to my stand and sat down. We all agreed that if we did not see anything by 4:30 we would start pulling our stand to meet up and head home. So at 4:25 I tied off my bow and pack and sent them down to the ground. I decided to carve my name in that tree for the future and then get down. As I did that I looked to my left and right under me and that same limb stood a nice doe. I slowly start to bring my bow back up. Every inch it moved see stommped and grunted. But she never moved. I got my bow in my hands the took an arrow out of the quiver as quite as I could. I looked over my shoulder and she was still there. My heart started racing and I knew I had her. I nocked the arrow and when it snapped on the string she had enough and ran like the wind. I was so mad at myself. Then with in minutes I heard more deer moving from the same area. But they never came with in range. After all of that I still have to say it was one of the best hunts and trips I have ever had and owe it all to Mark and Sonny who invited me. It was a great time with a few great guys and the memories that were made on those days were my real trophy. I know this was a long read but I had to share the story.
That is great! Wish you could of got her! As they always say a bad day hunting is better than a good day at work.
All I can say is when they are about 8" past each of thier ears it #$%^ time. lol he was the biggest typical I have ever seen.
