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12/07/2006	8 point buck	Liberty Hill, SC	Remington 7mm mag	5:30pm	40 yards
Back in the woods alone again today, I decided to start the day in stand #3. I sat in the blind until 11:00, but nothing showed up. No deer, no squirrels, and no predators. After leaving the stand, I went down to the corn trailer and loaded up my truck with five bags, which I put out at #3 and #5 in preparation for Saturday morning. I grabbed two more bags, then went over to the main lease and put it out at #15. After a short lunch, I headed back to the woods and went to stand #15. After hunting there many times without seeing a deer this year, it finally paid off. At about 5:15pm, just after sunset, I heard something walking in the woods behind me. Grabbing my pistol, I looked over my shoulder several times, but never could figure out what it was. It sounded like a fox or a coyote, but if it was, I didn't see it. Once, after looking behind me, I turned back around and saw a buck standing in the road not 30 yards from the stand. I had my pistol in my hand and my rifle propped up in the corner of the blind, so I had a bit of a problem. I slowly lowered the pistol to the floor of the blind, then dropped it onto my fleece hood that was lying by my feet. Even more slowly I picked up my rifle and got it in position, then looked at the buck through my binoculars. His antlers showed that he was a shooter with eight points, and as I started to take the shot I saw movement in the woods behind him. Another deer! Knowing that the biggest deer will often hang back, I watched until the second deer emerged from the woods. It turned out to be a smaller fork horn, so I returned my attention to the eight pointer. I knew I had to make a good shot, because the huge gullies on either side of the road would mean I would really have to struggle to get the deer out of the woods if he ran. I centered the crosshairs in the "golden triangle" right above his front shoulder, then squeezed the trigger. He fell to the ground, then started to try to get back up. I jacked another round into the chamber, but the buck's thrashing quickly slowed then ceased. I got down out of my stand and ran down the road to get my truck, whereupon I loaded the buck up onto my basket and headed home, leaving the woods while there was still a good 15 minutes worth of shooting light. This buck is my 35th deer ever, and this gives me five deer for the year; the most deer I've ever gotten in one season. What a great year!

12/07/2006

8 point buck

Liberty Hill, SC

Remington 7mm mag

5:30pm

40 yards

Back in the woods alone again today, I decided to start the day in stand #3. I sat in the blind until 11:00, but nothing showed up. No deer, no squirrels, and no predators. After leaving the stand, I went down to the corn trailer and loaded up my truck with five bags, which I put out at #3 and #5 in preparation for Saturday morning. I grabbed two more bags, then went over to the main lease and put it out at #15.

After a short lunch, I headed back to the woods and went to stand #15. After hunting there many times without seeing a deer this year, it finally paid off. At about 5:15pm, just after sunset, I heard something walking in the woods behind me. Grabbing my pistol, I looked over my shoulder several times, but never could figure out what it was. It sounded like a fox or a coyote, but if it was, I didn't see it.

Once, after looking behind me, I turned back around and saw a buck standing in the road not 30 yards from the stand. I had my pistol in my hand and my rifle propped up in the corner of the blind, so I had a bit of a problem. I slowly lowered the pistol to the floor of the blind, then dropped it onto my fleece hood that was lying by my feet. Even more slowly I picked up my rifle and got it in position, then looked at the buck through my binoculars.

His antlers showed that he was a shooter with eight points, and as I started to take the shot I saw movement in the woods behind him. Another deer! Knowing that the biggest deer will often hang back, I watched until the second deer emerged from the woods. It turned out to be a smaller fork horn, so I returned my attention to the eight pointer.

I knew I had to make a good shot, because the huge gullies on either side of the road would mean I would really have to struggle to get the deer out of the woods if he ran. I centered the crosshairs in the "golden triangle" right above his front shoulder, then squeezed the trigger. He fell to the ground, then started to try to get back up. I jacked another round into the chamber, but the buck's thrashing quickly slowed then ceased.

I got down out of my stand and ran down the road to get my truck, whereupon I loaded the buck up onto my basket and headed home, leaving the woods while there was still a good 15 minutes worth of shooting light. This buck is my 35th deer ever, and this gives me five deer for the year; the most deer I've ever gotten in one season. What a great year!