Bob B
Well-known member
Got down from my friends stand today at 5:05 after waiting 35 min. for him to get there with flash lights so we could track my first deer shot with a Bow.
Rewind to two years ago, I won a nice Bow at my clubs game dinner from a member who donated it in honor of his dad who had passed away a short time earlier. As the dinner chairman I was honored to have it and knowing both men, looked to the time when I could put it to use. Set up and practice took seemingly forever.
Fast forward to the last month, I have been in a stand every Saturday Dark Thirty morning till ten AM in the rain cause you hunt when you can no matter what! Well today at 1:00pm I finished my work and the boss had a light afternoon list so I called in my good behavior and left early.
Signed in the club log book at 3:15 and beat feet to my stand with light fading fast. No luck. The 300 yd. range was in use and the shots kill my spot. So I back tracked to my best friends set up which he placed for an East wind on an oak flat I had seen a flock of turkeys set down in a week prior. I know from the log book he had sat the stand all day on Thursday.
In the tree OK...... song birds and Squirrels begin moving again....OK, ....darn, busted by a gray rat. Frozen in the tree with a bushy tailed varmmit 7 feet up an oak 15 yds away. I am stuck. Wouldn't you know it I hear movement behind and up the hill to the NE. Crane my sore frozen neck around to see brown moving down hill.....Great a nice doe, just what I want for my first deer.....no pressure. Ut oh...I see spikes...can't shoot a spike in my pals stand. Will watch him and learn a thing or two about keeping still....Oh boy...those are 3 on a side.....but he keeps eating acorns in the thick brush, and has not made me......comes around after what seems like forever toward the open oak flat. So it is decision time. Make the move to turn around and if he keeps coming I will make a shot assessment. Bleat quiet three times, and he keeps on coming without hearing. Steps over the stone wall and his head is now behind an oak tree. He looks thick in the body. Bleat loud. Frozen DEER. Have a hole. Will draw on him and see if he spooks. Big body, shoulder showing, form good, Still Frozen Deer. Let her fly. Hard hit......kick......run....40 yds circle to the left thru the thick. .... Hang up on an old snag and done.
I am still stuck to the ceiling with my first deer hanging in the Garage, on the first cold night we have had, with 8 sweet points and meat to feed an army.
Have cut up many many many animals for dinner after dinner, but none is so sweet as your own, taken with the help of so many friends and with some, now gone, looking over your shoulder as the moment of truth is found.
To those that have gone before, thank you for the bounty that we enjoy today..
I will take pictures tomorrow.
Bob Bulter
Rewind to two years ago, I won a nice Bow at my clubs game dinner from a member who donated it in honor of his dad who had passed away a short time earlier. As the dinner chairman I was honored to have it and knowing both men, looked to the time when I could put it to use. Set up and practice took seemingly forever.
Fast forward to the last month, I have been in a stand every Saturday Dark Thirty morning till ten AM in the rain cause you hunt when you can no matter what! Well today at 1:00pm I finished my work and the boss had a light afternoon list so I called in my good behavior and left early.
Signed in the club log book at 3:15 and beat feet to my stand with light fading fast. No luck. The 300 yd. range was in use and the shots kill my spot. So I back tracked to my best friends set up which he placed for an East wind on an oak flat I had seen a flock of turkeys set down in a week prior. I know from the log book he had sat the stand all day on Thursday.
In the tree OK...... song birds and Squirrels begin moving again....OK, ....darn, busted by a gray rat. Frozen in the tree with a bushy tailed varmmit 7 feet up an oak 15 yds away. I am stuck. Wouldn't you know it I hear movement behind and up the hill to the NE. Crane my sore frozen neck around to see brown moving down hill.....Great a nice doe, just what I want for my first deer.....no pressure. Ut oh...I see spikes...can't shoot a spike in my pals stand. Will watch him and learn a thing or two about keeping still....Oh boy...those are 3 on a side.....but he keeps eating acorns in the thick brush, and has not made me......comes around after what seems like forever toward the open oak flat. So it is decision time. Make the move to turn around and if he keeps coming I will make a shot assessment. Bleat quiet three times, and he keeps on coming without hearing. Steps over the stone wall and his head is now behind an oak tree. He looks thick in the body. Bleat loud. Frozen DEER. Have a hole. Will draw on him and see if he spooks. Big body, shoulder showing, form good, Still Frozen Deer. Let her fly. Hard hit......kick......run....40 yds circle to the left thru the thick. .... Hang up on an old snag and done.
I am still stuck to the ceiling with my first deer hanging in the Garage, on the first cold night we have had, with 8 sweet points and meat to feed an army.
Have cut up many many many animals for dinner after dinner, but none is so sweet as your own, taken with the help of so many friends and with some, now gone, looking over your shoulder as the moment of truth is found.
To those that have gone before, thank you for the bounty that we enjoy today..
I will take pictures tomorrow.
Bob Bulter