I went out for a walk on the property where they are staying yesterday morning and found an active scrape back on a wooded hillside, proceeded to freshen it( I had a couple cups of coffee that morning lol) and backed out. I went back out at around 3 pm to find the scrape and set up down wind. well when I got back there I couldn't find it so I set up in the area that I thought it was in, but closer to a nasty thick creek bottom and had a perfect north east wind. I found a tree, cleared some leaves away to make a big enough spot so that I could stretch out and sat down. The first action started at four when a doe and four turkeys came through, it was cool to hear the birds talking, first time ive experienced that. It was early so I let her pass. Then at about 5 I had three does come in from about 8 o'clock and decided that I was going to take one. Well to my luck the switched for 5 seconds and one caught my scent and blew and they took off going to my 10 o'clock blowing the whole way. It sucked but what really got me was that I heard something off to my right bound back down into the thick creek bottom. never got to see what it was.
I thought my hunt was over by this time but 15 mins later I caught some movement where the does had been. It was a wide 6 point. I'm guessing a 2.5 year old by the look of his rack. He started rubbing a sapling and doing his thing. I waited until he was behind a tree before I grabbed my bow and stood up. He passed the tree and turned broadside. As soon as I started to pull back, he took off, my heart sank and I believed it just wasn't going to happen for me anytime soon.
Well 10 mins later a little 6 came in and by this time I'm ready to stick anything. I needed to. My confidence was shot. He appeared in the same place as all the other deer. I pulled back and let one fly, SMACK! Finally connected on one. He took off but not far as I heard him crash and seen him shake a sapling at the same time. So I waited 15 mins and walked over to find my arrow. Come to find out there was the scrape. Not 40 yards from where I had set up. It was a short track job as I could see the belly white from the scrape..
Relieved I got him gutted and back to the house. It was a heart shot that did him in.
I don't have a range finder but I'm guessing it was a 40 yard shot. The broad head that I shot him with was one I had used on an earlier hunt in the mountains when I missed an 8 point after a vane came off mid flight, it had broke off one of its blades on impact of a rock so instead of 4 there was 3.
Nice Shooting
