Holy crap!!!!!!1
 

I went to western NY this past weekend with my buddy to hunt his property in Wyoming county. We arrived on Thursday to cold and blustery conditions. About 1:00 pm I headed out to hang my stand and hunt for the afternoon. Squalls were rolling in from Lake Erie and the ground was covered with a dusting of snow. I thought it couldn't get any better than this with the rut coming on now. About 5:00 pm I watched a cloud bank rolling in from the west. After a long day I decided that I had enough. I had already seen 3 different bucks and unfortunately missed a turkey after hitting a hidden tree limb.

As I was retrieving my arrow bent over everything kind of lit up around me. I thought maybe the lights from the wind turbines came on with the dark. Then the thunder rolled over the hills. I thought I made a wise decision to vacate the woods. As I made the trek up the hill to the wheeler I was about 100 yards from the tree line and the closest turbine. All at once a bolt of lightning struck the tip of one of the blades.

Let me tell you I thought I was called for. I jumped and let out a few explicatives and made a run for the wheeler. I drove like a made man in a white out the half mile back to camp. I can't recall ever being as scared as I was that moment the lightning struck that tower.

The rest of the weekend was great in that I saw 4 8 pointers and several other smaller bucks. The only problem was that the big ones never got closer than 60 yards. Well, there's always next year!

wow, sounds like you had an eventful trip. The lighting would freak me out too. Maybe a little more than it use to since I have metal in my back from two back surgeries