I apologize in advance for the off topic post. However, Its my sand box;-)
That time of the year again where you all get to see my deer pictures.
Bucky - Click me for picture number 2 Bucky - Click me for picture number 3 Bucky - Click me for picture number 4 It was about 45 degrees sunny and bright with just the hint of a breeze.
I was perched about 15 feet up on my Lone Wolf Alpha stand which was fastened between the trunks of a real big bifurcated tree.
If you were looking like a deer wouldthen you wouldnt be able to see 1/10 of me if you were approaching from either the north or the south. My east-west appearance was partially being blocked by some shorter adjacent trees.
The woods were overly active and noisy. There were about a gazillion squirrels rummaging about for munchies and playing tag. Suddenly all the rodents went south and it became dead quite.
Off to the north, behind me on my left about 40 yards out I caught a glimpse of some movement and there was Bucky wandering my way. Just a casual stroll for Bucky but little did he know what was just ahead.
This was a nice looking young buck with a tidy rack certain to be mighty tasty. I dropped my right shoulder back behind the tree to conceal my draw and quietly I pulled the Hoyt Maxxis into battery. I was sayingbe calmpick a spotfollow throughall the stuff we tell ourselves and yet somehow fail to do.
Well I managed to stack up the requisite mental shooting sequence and just when I was ready to rumble Bucky boy wandered onto the flaming green dot of my HHA single pin sight. I gently exhaled and dropped the hammer on my Scott Wildcat release. The Easton Bloodline carbon arrow was capped with a 125 grain NAP Spitfire 3 blade expanding broadhead. The arrow hit middle of deer about 6 inches behind the front leg. The arrow went straight through and was sticking in the dirt on the far side of Bucky.
Bucky jumped and ran but his future had been interrupted permanently. He made it about 60 yards and went belly up. I waited about a half hour to calm down enough to climb out safely. (No point in leaving 2 bodies on the forest floor.)
Tracking was not a challenge largely due to the pass through. The nominal entrance wound was tight and nearly blood free. The aft side where the arrow exited had a 2 plus inch hole where Buckys lungs used to be and more than enough blood to provide a clear path to the corpse a bit more than half a football field away.
Im going for the hat trick +1 this year. Bow, Crossbow, rifle and muzzle loader...phase one is now complete.
I hope to annoy you all at least a couple more times.
Thank you all for being tolerant of my bad habits.
Dave Weber
