Well, I started hunting this year and it is VERY different than video taping my husband hunting. Here's what happened the first hunt. I had a doe come in and offer me a shot at 12 yards - I missed<img src=icon_smile_dissapprove.gif border=0 align=middle>She didn't spook off, but offered me another shot - I missed.<img src=icon_smile_dissapprove.gif border=0 align=middle> The reason for these misses was the fact that I was shaking like a leaf from excitement and nerves. Wow, what a rush!!<img src=icon_smile_big.gif border=0 align=middle>I wasn't even mad at myself, just a little disappointed. The next hunt, we were on new property we just got permission for this year, so we didn't know the habits of the deer as far as when to expect them to come out. We got in at 2
o and agreed to start to come down at 4:45. Well, at 4:45 I lowered my bow to the ground, and wattaya know, here come the deer. Not a minute after my bow hit the ground, 4 does came right under my stand.<img src=icon_smile_sad.gif border=0 align=middle>They walked in front of me 5 yards away, and ALL of them offered broadside shots. I couldn't believe it. I did try to get my bow back up, but the lead doe started stomping her feet, so I didn't bother. Since we'll be going back, I didn't want them to spook from that particular spot in the woods. But my goodness, how exciting!!<img src=icon_smile_tongue.gif border=0 align=middle>I don't know if my heart can take it. When we went out on Saturday, we were in our stands for about 45 minutes when the deer came in. Some does and 2 basket rack 5's were near my husband's stand, but there were too many leaves on the trees for a clean shot. Over by my stand, in walked a 6 pointer all alone!! Now, when I got in my tree that afternoon, I knew I would only have one area where there would be a shot I was willing to take. I could only pump up the tree about 12 feet and I had branches all around me. Well, he comes right to my stand and LOOKS UP AT ME!!!<img src=icon_smile_shock.gif border=0 align=middle>It was the strangest feeling, having a buck's nose 10 feet from mine. He never saw me or realized what I was, so he just continued to meander around. A fork-horn had come in in the meantime, and they started to spar with each other - nothing serious. Then they went their separate ways, without ever offering a shot. So you see, my first week of bowhunting was full of action, but I got no venison in the freezer yet.<img src=icon_smile_blush.gif border=0 align=middle>But you know what - I wouldn't trade any minute of it. I'm learning every time I go on a hunt, and I'm sure I'm going to get one soon - I hope so anyway.<img src=icon_smile_wink.gif border=0 align=middle>"Bowhunting is the bomb!", as my 15 year old son would say. There is nothing to compare to the anticipation I feel sitting in a stand in the woods of seeing a deer walk out, or hearing the swish-swish of their feet through the leaves. It's AWSOME!! Thank you Lord for creating the whitetail deer.
