Shredder
Life Member
I was trying to get on a particular buck this evening but got a late start heading to the woods. I walked onto the ridge I was planning on hunting and kicked up about 7 does which proceeded to run right into the bedding area I was expecting the buck to come out of. The wind was seemingly coming out of the WNW when I was going in but on the particular ridge I was hunting, the wind was swirling all over the place. I bit the bullet and hung my lone wolf a mere 16 feet high...just inside the canopy and trimmed a few brances. It was not long before I could hear a series of does grunts and bleats heading up the nearby trail. Since I was hunting a buck tonight, I was not planning on shooting a doe so I did not pick up the bow. As they fed around my location, one doe started to get nervous and started presumably hunting for me. It was not long before she had all of the does on the ridge scanning the woods and stomping feet. How was I to let myself go un-noticed???? To make a long story short, The 1.5 year old doe had a montec moment, piled up in sight.....during the commotion and knowing my evening hunt was probably over, I picked out the next closest doe and let the arrow fly true....of course she had a notion to run right off the steepest hill leaving me with a 70 yard drag up a 65 degree slope. I just could not educate these does anymore than they already were and it looks like I have some awesome meat for the freezer.
