Mine was from this season and I never even got a shot. It was a chilly late October morning and I was sitting in my climber on the edge of a strip of crabapple trees that runs through a large patch of oaks. Right behind me is a swamp bed from a old creek and to my left about 30 yards is a golden rod field. The morning started off with seeing a few small bucks and several doe. I decided to pick up my rattle bag and see if I could stir anything up. A few minutes later I look down the edge of crab apples and see a 120-130" class 8 point come out of the brush and stop. He was now about 80 yards from me but the kicker was I had a hang on stand set-up and he was standing 15 yards from it, broadside, in the wide open. I was kicking myself in the butt and wishing I had been in that stand when he just bolted through the crabapples and down into a thicket. I started thinking that I should get down and circle around the woods and down into the bottom where he was headed. When I was getting ready to do this I heard some brush breaking and I looked down to where the 8 point had been standing and there was another deer comming out into the open in the exact same spot. I pulled out my binoculars and couldn't believe my eyes, it was the wide (probablly 22"-24" wide) 11 pointer that I have been after for the past three years. He walked out and stopped 15 yards from my hang on stand and stood there for a little while. I grunted, snort wheezed, and even rattled but he was unphased, he just kept looking towards where the 8 point had ran. After a few minutes he took off after the 8 point and at this point I was at the lowest of lows. I spent 3 years following that particular buck, I have hundreds upon hundreds of game cam photos of him throughout the summer but he always disappeared before he shed his velvet. This was the first time in 3 years that I had seen him in hard horn and the first time that I saw him while archery hunting. At this point I was so disgusted that I decided I was going to just get down and go home for the rest of the day and leave the woods alone for awhile. While gathering my gear I heard something comming from that same trail and as I pulled up my bino's I couldn't believe my eyes, another P&Y class buck. It was a very old gnarly racked 9 pointer that would have netted very close to P&Y. He came out and like the other bucks, he stopped 15 yards from my hang on stand. He waited around a little bit and finally headed towards the other bucks. At this point I realized that this was a "special" day as it was the first time I had ever had 3 P&Y bucks come in within 20 minutes. I watched the 9 point head into the thicket and about 15 minutes later a nice 2.5 year old 8 point (probablly would have scored between 115"-120" came out of that thicket and was walking towards me. He stopped at 45 yards and worked over 3 scrapes in front of me before he moved on. He passed by my tree at about 10 yards and headed up to a pond in the golden rod field. I watched him walk to the bank and when he did, two ducks took off from the pond.

After all was said and done, I had seen 7 different bucks and several doe that morning. I may not have been "successful" in the aspect of killing deer, but I view that day as my biggest success in the woods as I had saw 3 P&Y bucks and it was something that probablly won't happen again.