I got a day off of work on Friday, so I decided to do the only thing that a person should do on a vacation day, and go hunting

I arrived at my stand early and waited for sunrise. Around 6:45 the wind started picking up, and was blowing the leaves all around. I was getting kind of bummed with the wind, thinking that I may have wasted a vacation day, when I hear a limb crack and I look down and see a deer walking toward me at about 50 yards away. I glass the deer and see that it is a decent size buck, so I get ready. The deer walks about 30 yards from my stand and sticks its nose up in the air and starts acting really funny. He turns and starts to walk away, so I grunted once. The buck stops and looks, but continues to walk away. He goes into a thicket of brush and briars, so I decide to change calls and turn my grunt tube into a doe bleat. I bleat once and the deer turns and makes a mad dash right at me! I bleat again, and I knew there would be no stopping this deer. He walked behind a tree and I pulled my string back. I got him to stop, broadside, at about 7 yards. My arrow went straight through and hit both lungs. After the hit, the deer run about 25 -30 yards uphill, then bedded down and died.

This is the biggest deer that I have ever shot, and the first deer that I have killed with my bow. What a feeling! I' m definately hooked for life now!

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