Welll guys- I had an awfully bittersweet day in the woods yesterday. My brother was in for school, my dad was off work and we were all plannin on doin a little doe huntin. And I shot a button buck![:@] Here's the story:
Like I said- we were huntin for the mommas and I was hunting in an acorn flat that does are just overrunning right now, so I knew I would get a shot, I just had to be patient. Well I went out on Friday afternoon and passed on a nice 3.5 year old we nicknamed 'Momma.' Any other doe and she would have gotten an arrow-but throughout the summer when we freshened out mineral stations and put out protein pellets- she was always 10 yards from the quad with her little onewatchin us- waitin for us to leave. She's easy to i.d cause she has a white streak down her snout. Anyway- she wandered by with her little on at 18 and 21 yards, respectively. And it was super tough to not take one, but I just didn't have the heart to do so. I know, I know- I'm a softie. But I decided the next doe that comes within range I'm taking- and I think that's where the problem lies.
I saw no deer the rest of friday afternoon and went back to the same blind on Saturday morning. Well at about 9 30 I see a deer- glass her out to make sure she's a doe and tell myself (I talk to myself when hunting, weird I know) okay.. she's a 1.5 year old doe- not big but I'm taking her. She walks right down the path Momma and her little one did so I know Im going to get a shot at 21 yards. Well 'she' sees me move in the blind and looks right at me- while she looks at me scope her over again and was till postive she was a doe- I mean a genuine slick head. Anyway, she couldnt quite figure out what I was turns broadside, slightly quartering to me and I smoke her. Right behind the shoulder double lung shot- she doesnt go 15 yards and expires within 8 seconds. So I'm pumped as can be round up my brother, video camera and still camera and we go check her out.
As I walk up to her I realized I aged her wrong and that it was a fawn. Still, I thought for sure it was a doe- I glassed her over three times and NEVER saw a button. I bend down over her pet her head and feel it- the smallest buttons. I felt absoultely sick to my stomach. It was a button buck.
I was extremely mad at myself cause I take a lot pride in aging deer in the field and last year aged all the deer harvested from our club correctly- I dont want to sound arrogant- but I take a lot of pride in it. But I think just having 'doe, doe, doe' on my mind may have rushed my decision. I'm extremely proud of the shot- it was textbook. But completely disappointed in myself. I honestly don't think it's going to hurt our management plans- granted we don't want to make a habit out of this! But I learned a valuable lesson that's going to make me a far better hunter and ager in the future.
Sorry for the long post- but I just wanted to vent a little bit.