Climbed a tree just before daylight this morning. I start seeing deer before it's even good and light. At about 7:00 I notice antlers in the weeds about 60 yards in front of me. They disappear. After getting my binoculars I can see that he has laid down and it's "the deer" I've been hunting. After about a hour a doe gets up right in front of him. It appears he has her sequestered and isn't about to leave her. she feeds my way for about 10 yards and lays back down. Another hour passes. She gets up and starts feeding my way again. The big buck is now 40 yards away. and lays down again. In a little while in comes a 6 pointer, the big buck postures and the little buck sulks away. About now I feel the demise of bow-hunters. The wind shifts and I feel it on the back of my neck.![]()
I'm in a dilemma. I practice at 40 yards all the time, but I owe it to the deer to not take a shot I'm don't feel 100% in. I take my chances on them not winding me. In a few min the doe gets nervous and backtracks. The buck follows her into bedding cover. By the time they leave I've been within 60 yards of a fully mature buck (5+ years old) for close to 4 hours and have never even drawn my bow. I'm drained.![]()
At least he's still alive and there are 7 more weeks of bow season. Now if all this hunting doesn't get me divorced![]()