Story titled : struck by all kinds of luck
It was around 5:30am when we finally made it up to where I needed to be on September 7th. As the sun started to rise I made it to my vantage point. After glassing around for 15 minutes I moved down the ridge to look into the bowl/ draw they bedded in. Immediately I found 5 bucks that included my buck. I quickly made a game plan to get above them hoping for a opportunity. As I made my way to get above them they beat me out onto the flat that had knee high sagebrush. So I was shadowing them at about 250 yards. I made it to a aspen stand as they drank and stood by a lone pine tree on the edge of the aspen stand. I watched them mill around and miraculously one of the 5 bucks came my way. After 15 minutes he made it to less than 20 yards. He fed off downwind and never blew out. Proof you don't always need the latest scent gear. After he left 2 small bucks walked from water to a different aspen stand. All that was left was my buck and his buddy. I watched them feed around and somehow, someway he started coming my way. After 10 intense minutes of adrenaline and buck fever he made it to 50 yards. Once he ducked behind a tree I drew back, I held at full draw for about a minute and he didn't give me a shot. So I had to let down. He then came closer to 40 yards and went behind a tree. I drew back again but he wouldn't come out. So I let down and he heard my arrow move a little. Boom his head flipped up and looked in my direction. The 4 trees obscured each of our view of one another. After a intense, led shaking stand, he fed to 32 yards and at a quartering away angle. I had the pine trees limbs in my way. I had to wait for him to look away and when he did, I took 1 step back and drew my bow. After settling the pin where it needed to go, I let the arrow fly. I hit about 2" left of where I aimed but he moved on the shot. The arrow entered in front of the back leg and exiting out through the liver and part of the opposite lung. He hunched up immediately because of the hit and trotted 60 yards. He would proceed to bed about 7 times for 45 minutes over a length of 500 yards. I watched him go into a aspen stand and left him for 4 hours. When I came back 4 hours later I couldn't see into the aspens. So I walked part way back to meet my brother and parents and get them to help comb the aspen stand. Walking back I found his tracks, blood and the arrow!!!!!! Good blood covered the arrow with a little guts. I proceeded to walk in the aspens slowly, with a arrow nocked. I went 15 yards and there he was. Head in the dirt and down. Never in my life had I felt so much emotion and happiness. I finally got it done after 4 years. My parents, me and my bro had never quartered and caped a deer. So it was a whole family learning experience and with my first bow animal/buck ever. And I am a self taught bowhunter!!!!
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