Core Lokt
Senior Member
This hunt was from last Saturday. I posted it on another forum and decided to share.
If your are or were a deer hunter and hunted long enough, you know the feeling.
Every year me and a friend do a two week sabbatical during the rut. Several members come and join a day or two here and there but we pretty much lay with it. Put it to you like this. Since the Saturday before Christmas I’ve slept in my bed at home 4 nights. The rest were at deer camp. Heck I’m still here and in the stand now.
Ive seen deer and small bucks all but 2 sits out of 16 or so sits. We can’t even drive our trucks in, have to pack a trailer and pull it in with the Polaris and it’s about to get where it won’t make it in. I’ve had a chance on a really good 8 but when I had the shot I couldn’t tell if he met the size requirements. When I didn’t have the shot I could tell he exceeded them...
small bucks on on their feet cruising and trailing does for the most part. Today is the first day that it has been “cold” 51* feels cold when it’s been in the 70’s.
I settle in on a beautiful HW bottom and watch the woods come to life and just giving thanks for everything. Had to ask for forgiveness for some things too lol. As I’m sitting there thinking how I hate for it to be over, I’m ready to go home. It’s 10am when I hear running behind me, I look to the left and see a doe running 20 yds from me with her toung out.
Game on! I click the safety off and she is standing there panting with a “ please help me look”. I know that look and small bucks don’t cause that look. I see a deer in the corner of my eye 30 yds behind me and up the hill, I freeze not knowing what it is but have a good idea.
The doe runs runs two circles and runs right under me and behind me. I spin aroun raising my gun to see the MAN watching her and take off after her. Now I’m spun a 180 and facing the tree the stand is on. He is getting out of site pretty quick with the terrain
I have to stop him so I bleat with my mouth and he stops at 65 yds but I can only see his hind end. Come on man you have to do better I tell my self so I change the tone and bleat again and he spins and is facing directly at me presenting a perfect chip shot.
atta boy I say and rest the cross hairs center of the white throat patch like I’ve done so many times before and squeeze the trigger. Knowing he would pile up right there and I would have what I think would be my biggest buck rack wise. There was no time to count points or nothing, I knew he exceeded the qualifications
all of this his took place within about 30 seconds.
what happened next made my heart go to my big toe. His flag went up, head and tail switched places and with one bound out of site. I couldn’t believe it. I was truly shocked...
i give it about 40 min and get down and go to where he was. Leaves kicked up and no blood or hair anywhere. I go back to the stand, get in and note the exact path that the bullet traveled. Get down and start walking and I see it about 15 yds before where he was standing. A shining in my face magnolia limb that my bullet cut in half. Clean miss
I spent an hour looking all around to make sure and I’m confident he lived to see another sunset. Heck, he was probably trying to find here scent before I got down.
So that feeling, I can’t explain it but if you are or were a hunter you know what I’m talking about and it sucks lol.
Bright side idle I have made forgetless memories with old and new friends and have a wife that lets me do this for so long because she knows I eat, sleep and breathe chasing whitetails during the rut.
Gotta go. It’s looking “Deery” out.
If your are or were a deer hunter and hunted long enough, you know the feeling.
Every year me and a friend do a two week sabbatical during the rut. Several members come and join a day or two here and there but we pretty much lay with it. Put it to you like this. Since the Saturday before Christmas I’ve slept in my bed at home 4 nights. The rest were at deer camp. Heck I’m still here and in the stand now.
Ive seen deer and small bucks all but 2 sits out of 16 or so sits. We can’t even drive our trucks in, have to pack a trailer and pull it in with the Polaris and it’s about to get where it won’t make it in. I’ve had a chance on a really good 8 but when I had the shot I couldn’t tell if he met the size requirements. When I didn’t have the shot I could tell he exceeded them...
small bucks on on their feet cruising and trailing does for the most part. Today is the first day that it has been “cold” 51* feels cold when it’s been in the 70’s.
I settle in on a beautiful HW bottom and watch the woods come to life and just giving thanks for everything. Had to ask for forgiveness for some things too lol. As I’m sitting there thinking how I hate for it to be over, I’m ready to go home. It’s 10am when I hear running behind me, I look to the left and see a doe running 20 yds from me with her toung out.
Game on! I click the safety off and she is standing there panting with a “ please help me look”. I know that look and small bucks don’t cause that look. I see a deer in the corner of my eye 30 yds behind me and up the hill, I freeze not knowing what it is but have a good idea.
The doe runs runs two circles and runs right under me and behind me. I spin aroun raising my gun to see the MAN watching her and take off after her. Now I’m spun a 180 and facing the tree the stand is on. He is getting out of site pretty quick with the terrain
I have to stop him so I bleat with my mouth and he stops at 65 yds but I can only see his hind end. Come on man you have to do better I tell my self so I change the tone and bleat again and he spins and is facing directly at me presenting a perfect chip shot.
atta boy I say and rest the cross hairs center of the white throat patch like I’ve done so many times before and squeeze the trigger. Knowing he would pile up right there and I would have what I think would be my biggest buck rack wise. There was no time to count points or nothing, I knew he exceeded the qualifications
all of this his took place within about 30 seconds.
what happened next made my heart go to my big toe. His flag went up, head and tail switched places and with one bound out of site. I couldn’t believe it. I was truly shocked...
i give it about 40 min and get down and go to where he was. Leaves kicked up and no blood or hair anywhere. I go back to the stand, get in and note the exact path that the bullet traveled. Get down and start walking and I see it about 15 yds before where he was standing. A shining in my face magnolia limb that my bullet cut in half. Clean miss
I spent an hour looking all around to make sure and I’m confident he lived to see another sunset. Heck, he was probably trying to find here scent before I got down.
So that feeling, I can’t explain it but if you are or were a hunter you know what I’m talking about and it sucks lol.
Bright side idle I have made forgetless memories with old and new friends and have a wife that lets me do this for so long because she knows I eat, sleep and breathe chasing whitetails during the rut.
Gotta go. It’s looking “Deery” out.
