Tuesday afternoon I was out in the field staking out a wetland restoration project, it was a beautiful day sunny a slight breeze and just a hint of coolness in the air. As I left that site and just across the road there was a monster buck, wide rack, long tines and alot of mass, chasing two does. I watched them run across a field and disappear into a wooded area then wiped off the drool and headed back to my office. I decided to take off early and get out to the woods.
the wind was out of the south east so I decided to go to the middle of three stand locations, slightly back in the woods from a food plot and covering a pinch point in the wooded area. I settled in for the first half hour then started calling, first with some doe bleats then half hour later buck grunts and some rattling. In about 15 minutes I heard the distinct sound of deer walking my way and the heart rate started picking up. About 25 yards out a doe popped out into the food plot and headed my way and right behing her was a buck. the doe stopped right in front of me and the buck stayed back about 25 yard out and was sniffing the ground, where I sprayed acorn scent, and just stood there broad side not moving. with the doe standing 10 yards infront of me I carefully drew back my bow and took aim at the buck. the next thing I heard was THWACK the sound of broadhead meeting bone and the buck dropped in his tracks, I spined him and he wasn't going anywhere. I sat back down to regain my composure and to let the buck expire and after about 10 minutes I walked over to collect the nice 2 1/2 year old 8 pointer. it was a beautiful day.
I spent the next two days turning him into steak, hamburger, sausage and jerky. As a side note I was amazed to find I got a pass through on a spine shot
now thats knock down power.