It was the morning of my 42nd year. I was perched in my treestand 1/2 hour before sunrise. I saw deer as soon as the light was filtering through the trees. Bucks, small but still bucks. The 5th buck I saw that morning was working his way down the ridge. I could see seven points through my binoculars. It was a small rack about 14 inches wide and three inch tines. He made a classic approach on the ridge and stopped broadside, his head behind a tree, body wide open. I drew the bow and set the pin behind his from leg, ZIPP MINE I though as I lowered the string back down. The buck continued down the ridge for another 15 yards. I got out my grunt call and grunted. He heard and instantly bristled up. Staring in my direction he stomped the ground the finally turned and came straight in. Now he was at 12 yards walking stiff legged and ears back. He then stuck his head into a sappling and started to rack the tree. I again drew the arrow and aimed. The buck was too busy to notice my movement just above him. I setteled the pin behind his shoulder the second time and tought MINE. I lowered the string back down and watched the show. When he was done with the tree he turned and started walking away. I again grunted to him and he walked a 3/4 circle around me. He was never more that 30 yards at this time. Movement caught my eye when I spotted another buck had come in. A six point, tines clearly seen. The two bucks headed toward each other and proceeded to determine who was stronger. Not the two bucks were shoving each other 25 yards away. Amazingly this kept on for about 5 minutes when done the seven point walked away with the six point following him.
Final tally seven bucks 1 doe three declined shots. Could not ask for a better morning.
Skinner 2
Final tally seven bucks 1 doe three declined shots. Could not ask for a better morning.
Skinner 2
