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jnrbronc

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RE: I"M SICK AND TIRED OF YOU PEOPLE

November 24, 2006

I got out to my standpretty early, considering I hit the snooze button 3X. It was set for 4:30 am and I knew I had some “fudge time”. I wasn’t feeling all that well this morning, maybe too much holiday cheer yesterday, it being Thanksgiving and all. Since breakfast didn’t sound all that appealing, I just went with the normal half pot of coffee. It was rather dark this morning. I was able to walk in without a light, but when I started to get the Lone Wolf set up, I thought it best to put the headlamp on. This was a very familiar tree to get set up in, as it is the tree I shot last years bow buck from and I have hunted it numerous times this year. I’m set up well before legal shooting so as usual, it is only a matter of the waiting game. Things start happening around 7:30 am. I see a small buck coming from the south east. He is headed for the thicket that I am set up next to, hoping for a return of the buck I saw last Sunday. He enters the thicket and disappears. Around 7:45 am., there is a huge commotion in the thicket. I watch the tops of the shrubs sway while something I can’t see plows it’s way through the under story. Deer come scrambling out and run away. At 8:11 am, an older doe and three fawns come out of the thicket and follow the trail past my stand. Things get very quiet and I start to “meditate”. I have spent lots of hours in the stand this year and take occasional breaks where I close my eyes. Any sound out of the ordinary has snapped me back to reality. Today, I opened my eyes to see antler tines in the thicket in front of me at roughly 40 yards. I recognized this buck from last Sunday. He was the reason I was in this stand. He worked over a couple of bushes inside the thicket. I tried to get my grunt call out. I had placed it between my camo sweatshirt and my thermal underwear. After getting my Lone Wolf stand hung, I had put on a camo hooded sweat jacket and now the grunt call is two layers deep. The zipper was up to high to allow me to get the grunt call out, which in hindsight is a blessing. A doe exits the thicket and he is guarding her, just like last Sunday. The grunt call would have only made matters worse so I’m thankful I had difficulty getting it out. The doe makes a big loop to the east, then starts heading back west on one of the trails this stand covers. I keep her in the corner of my eye while watching him. I pray she doesn’t bust me when I draw down. The buck is headed down a trail that couldn’t be better. I have cut a shooting lane to a scrape that is twenty yards away from my tree on this trail. There is a large locust tree right before the scrape. When his head is behind the tree I draw back. He stands there for what seems like an eternity, then starts walking over the scrape. I put the 20 yard pin on his heart and pull the trigger of the release. I watch the arrow zip through him. He sprints off, blood pouring from his chest. At 40 yards, he falters, back step 5 yards and falls down within sight! Buck fever: elation: what ever you want to call it sets in! I grab my cell phone and call a friend! I need to spend a few minutes to compose myself.

When I think it is safe (the shakes have subsided somewhat), I tear down. I lower the bow and then start to do the reverse action of putting up the Lone Wolf. It might seem strange that I didn’t sprint down and run look, but I knew there was time for that later. I did walk over and look at the buck before “packing up” the LW as I normally do forcarrying in/out.

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