TheMadCatter
Well-Known Member
So, I got tired of sitting in the stand at about 6:15pm (sat since 2 right after church). Shot a antler eater at about 3:30. Didn't see anything, so I desided to walk around. Oh, look two Bucks going at it. I walk within 100 yards sit down, sneak through the brush 20yards and holy chit a 20ft drop off. Well, I walk around it then head down and jump across the creek and climb up the side of the creek. I get up, they're gone? I sit for about 5mins and then grunt a lil' rattle somewhat here come these 3 Does charging for me. One comes within 10 yards and runs to 30 (not knowing I'm there) they play for about 10mins then I grunt a lil' more and then this Doe looks at me and comes to 10 yards. I hear something in the brush 40 yards out and here comes this HUGE Buck acting all bad and tough. Walks 30, 25, 20...stops broadside. I shoot my first lame attempt at him...miss to low. May I remind you I'm shaking like a junkie that hasn't had anything in a few days. I shot again while he just stands there, miss to high. Already 3rd times the charm, miss...here comes two more little Bucks compaired to this Buck. Well, last arrow...maybe he'll come closer (I hear a noise behind me) a Doe snorts 5 feet away from me busting me for good...so I thought. I then shoot my last arrow, miss to the right of the Buck. Wow, no arrows now what? Sit back and watch? No, let's go get my arrow. Walk into the open (the Bucks still standing there) I get 10ft away and it just looks at me like "Where do you think you're going?!" then I back up and sit 10 yards away and rattle because I was affraid he might charge me, he runs off with the other Deer. Well, Buck fever hit me...it sucked. Should have clubbed the stupid thing...