Just BB
Senior Member
Last week Jasper and I went down to our camp in Juliette. The Rum Creek Quota Hunt, which we had been drawn for, was going on. Jasper was actually hunting his lease in Rockdale Co., but we camped together. We enjoyed several nights of great food, great "beverages" and great laughs. Jasper harvested a big 8 pointer with a 37 yard shot with his bow on Wednesday evening. We spent until 1:00am taking care of the business on hand. Of course Thursday we were back up at 4:00 am. Rum Creek borders our Hunting Club so it was great that we could camp at our place and hunt the WMA. After a long week of not seeing much and some other headaches. Thanks to Jasper for helping me locate a spot on a beautiful oak ridge full of buck sign. Thursday evening I hunted from the ground and at dark, made a big mistake of standing up 1 minute too early and spooking a buck staring at me from 20 yards.
Friday I had to get up and drive back home to go to work, then back to camp after 3 hours in traffic. (headache mentioned earlier). I had one morning hunt left on Saturday. I had decided to just shoot "anything" . As the sun came up, I was up a tree back at the spot I had hunted Thursday evening. At 29 degrees, it was brisk to say the least. Finally at 9:50am a big big doe came in real quick and caught me sitting with my gun across my lap (facing the wrong way). Just when I decided to go ahead and try to get my gun to my left shoulder, the doe turned to look at her backtrail. I stopped cold and sure enough, I could hear him coming down the ridge. He finally ended up only 5 yards from my tree looking at me (or so it seemed.) All the while, I'm trying to get my gun turned and to my left shoulder without him or the doe seeing me. He got nervous and twice jumped alittle ending up at 20 yards broadside. Big mistake! I had to shoot left handed but made a perfect shoulder shot on him. 
The great news is that he ran toward the truck. He wasn't bullwinkle but sometimes, the size of the deer isn't as important as the hunt is. This buck was one of those special ones.
Friday I had to get up and drive back home to go to work, then back to camp after 3 hours in traffic. (headache mentioned earlier). I had one morning hunt left on Saturday. I had decided to just shoot "anything" . As the sun came up, I was up a tree back at the spot I had hunted Thursday evening. At 29 degrees, it was brisk to say the least. Finally at 9:50am a big big doe came in real quick and caught me sitting with my gun across my lap (facing the wrong way). Just when I decided to go ahead and try to get my gun to my left shoulder, the doe turned to look at her backtrail. I stopped cold and sure enough, I could hear him coming down the ridge. He finally ended up only 5 yards from my tree looking at me (or so it seemed.) All the while, I'm trying to get my gun turned and to my left shoulder without him or the doe seeing me. He got nervous and twice jumped alittle ending up at 20 yards broadside. Big mistake! I had to shoot left handed but made a perfect shoulder shot on him. The great news is that he ran toward the truck. He wasn't bullwinkle but sometimes, the size of the deer isn't as important as the hunt is. This buck was one of those special ones.
