I live in southcentral PA and attained access to a farm in Northern Md. It is great to know you can still find a farm where you can put in a little hard work for the farmer and gain access to hunt his property. I had been hunting a couple of days on the farm as it always takes a bit to learn where the deer tend to run. I had been hunting all day on Oct. 31 seeing some does in the morning. The rest of the day was very quite and to top it off it started raining a little after four. It got fairly heavy for 10 or 15 minutes and didn't look like it would stop so I packed up and headed out. Only to get to my vehicle and have it stop. Instead of wasting the last 30 minutes of light I thought I would do a little scouting. Walked a strip of woods at the top of a corn field to find some fairly fresh scrapes and caught movement. About 60 yards ahead of me was a buck a 3 does feeding on acorns. I didn't have my bow (as luck would have it), so I watched until they fed out of sight and made a mental note.

I didn't get back down to the farm until Friday November 6th. Got in the woods around 1 o'clock to survey the woods and find a suitable tree for my climber. Once I find the spot I clear just a few limbs for shooting lanes, laid a scent trail down with buck bomb and settled in my tree. I was settled in the tree by 2:30pm and sat down to relax and let the wood calm down. At 3:00 I got up to investigate some noise in a funnel to my left and seen a deer pass by below. I was standing there watching that funnel for any movement. About 15 minutes pass by and I hear foot steps right behind me at about 5 o'clock and they are close. All I can think is a deer is standing down there looking at me. But after it would only take a few steps, pause, a few more steps, pause. So I started shiifting my weight around to see what was behind me. As I was about 3/4's of the way around I spied this fella with his nose to the ground on the scent trail I made about 2 hours prior. I came to full draw and made a solid double lung shot at 15yds with the deer quartering away. He ran about 45 yards and piled up in sight. I was an awesome afternoon!