Earned my BUCK tag!
09-30-2004 | 10:30 PM
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Earned my BUCK tag!
I carpool with a friend from work, and when we pulled into my driveway at this afternoon, there was a nice doe in the middle of my backyard. Needless to say, she ran off as soon as the car stopped, but with a rain and a cold front coming tomorrow, I already planned on hunting the oak knob behind my house(which is only about 70 yards from my garage door...lol). My buddy asked me if I was still going to hunt tonight, and I said YEAH!, deer are here all times of the day why not? As soon as he left, I washed my hands and face with my scent killer soap and got my gear on. I grabbed my climber and bow and headed for the oak knob. I had no sooner got settled into the stand when my fiance pulled into the garage. She obviously saw my climber wasn't hanging in it's normal place on the garage wall and shouted GOOD LUCK!...lol
I live about 1/4 mile from a well used county highway, when I heard a horn beep after being in the stand for about a half an hour. It was about 10 minutes later when I heard a twig snap behind me to the southwest. I turned to look and all I could see was four legs and the bottom of a chest. Just by looking at what I could see, I was expecting to see horns on this critter, but when it took two steps I picked up my Reflex and snapped my release on the loop. There's five different trails that cross the knob behind my house, and she on the one that splits into two before coming over the knob. She was started up the trail that would have brought her within 8 yards of the stand when she stopped and looked at my house. It was at this point that I heard noise coming from my garage; aparently my fiance had done some shopping on the way home from work and was unloading.
At this point, the doe turned onto the other trail that's about 25 yards from my tree and started coming across. She was walking at a good pace, and when she went behind a large oak tree, I drew anticipating coming into my shooting lane in a few seconds. She stopped.....more noise from the garage.....I let off on the bow. She stood for a couple of minutes looking towards the house and then started walking again. Once she was behind the last oak before my lane, I drew for the second time. She walked right out into my lane, and I gave her the ole' sheep blat (maaaaa), and she stopped and looke.
I squeezed off the trigger, and let the arrow loose. I had followed her to the lane within my peep sight and my pin right behind her shoulder. In doing so, I obviously had a bit of tunnel vision, as I didn't see the tiny twig that had sprouted in my shooting lane. The arrow itself didn't catch the twig, but the fletching did. It kicked the arrow a hair to left, causing a hit that was about five inches back from where I was aiming. She was quartering away, so the arrow caught the front edge of her liver, and nearly cut the opposite side lung in half. She ran down off the knob in a hurry with her tail between her legs, and when I glassed her, I could already see the blood on her side. I watched her as far as I could, and then looked back to where I shot her, and located the arrow sticking out of the ground. It was an hour and a half before shooting hours closed, so I hung my bow up and waited for darkness to climb down, as I didn't want to make any noise being I hit a bit farther back on her than I liked.
I walked into the house and my fiance asked..."Is she dead?" ,and I asked "What?". She said I heard you shoot, so is she dead?.....lol She was standing in the garage the whole time.....lol I said I'm pretty sure she is, but I hit a twig and it threw the arrow a bit, and was going to call my brother to come over in a couple hours. My brother arrived, and I told him the story,and he said let's go get her. We started at the arrow and there was a lot of blood. We followed the trail for about five minutes, when we both said "There she is!" She had only gone about 20 yards from where I lost site of her into a pine grove (no leaves) which was when I couldn't hear her anymore. She was dead within a couple minutes of being shot. I gutted her,and my bro was kind enough to drag her out for me....lol We took her to town to register her, and she tipped the scales at a hefty 141 pounds. I had about six pictures on my trail cam of a huge doe that never had any little ones with her, I'm guessing this was her. I'm sorry I don't have pics of this one, but I WILL have pics of the buck (if I get one) as I just bought a new camera off Ebay. At least now I have my buck tag, as I hunt in the CWD Management Zone here in Wisconsin. WOOOOOHOOOOOOOO....a buck tag in plenty of time before the rut starts!
I live about 1/4 mile from a well used county highway, when I heard a horn beep after being in the stand for about a half an hour. It was about 10 minutes later when I heard a twig snap behind me to the southwest. I turned to look and all I could see was four legs and the bottom of a chest. Just by looking at what I could see, I was expecting to see horns on this critter, but when it took two steps I picked up my Reflex and snapped my release on the loop. There's five different trails that cross the knob behind my house, and she on the one that splits into two before coming over the knob. She was started up the trail that would have brought her within 8 yards of the stand when she stopped and looked at my house. It was at this point that I heard noise coming from my garage; aparently my fiance had done some shopping on the way home from work and was unloading.
At this point, the doe turned onto the other trail that's about 25 yards from my tree and started coming across. She was walking at a good pace, and when she went behind a large oak tree, I drew anticipating coming into my shooting lane in a few seconds. She stopped.....more noise from the garage.....I let off on the bow. She stood for a couple of minutes looking towards the house and then started walking again. Once she was behind the last oak before my lane, I drew for the second time. She walked right out into my lane, and I gave her the ole' sheep blat (maaaaa), and she stopped and looke.
I squeezed off the trigger, and let the arrow loose. I had followed her to the lane within my peep sight and my pin right behind her shoulder. In doing so, I obviously had a bit of tunnel vision, as I didn't see the tiny twig that had sprouted in my shooting lane. The arrow itself didn't catch the twig, but the fletching did. It kicked the arrow a hair to left, causing a hit that was about five inches back from where I was aiming. She was quartering away, so the arrow caught the front edge of her liver, and nearly cut the opposite side lung in half. She ran down off the knob in a hurry with her tail between her legs, and when I glassed her, I could already see the blood on her side. I watched her as far as I could, and then looked back to where I shot her, and located the arrow sticking out of the ground. It was an hour and a half before shooting hours closed, so I hung my bow up and waited for darkness to climb down, as I didn't want to make any noise being I hit a bit farther back on her than I liked.
I walked into the house and my fiance asked..."Is she dead?" ,and I asked "What?". She said I heard you shoot, so is she dead?.....lol She was standing in the garage the whole time.....lol I said I'm pretty sure she is, but I hit a twig and it threw the arrow a bit, and was going to call my brother to come over in a couple hours. My brother arrived, and I told him the story,and he said let's go get her. We started at the arrow and there was a lot of blood. We followed the trail for about five minutes, when we both said "There she is!" She had only gone about 20 yards from where I lost site of her into a pine grove (no leaves) which was when I couldn't hear her anymore. She was dead within a couple minutes of being shot. I gutted her,and my bro was kind enough to drag her out for me....lol We took her to town to register her, and she tipped the scales at a hefty 141 pounds. I had about six pictures on my trail cam of a huge doe that never had any little ones with her, I'm guessing this was her. I'm sorry I don't have pics of this one, but I WILL have pics of the buck (if I get one) as I just bought a new camera off Ebay. At least now I have my buck tag, as I hunt in the CWD Management Zone here in Wisconsin. WOOOOOHOOOOOOOO....a buck tag in plenty of time before the rut starts!
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