Had a nice sit yesterday afternoon. Snuck into a new spot about 3:20 and settled in for the afternoon. Never was fully comfortable with the set, but didn't want to change after gettin setup, so I just endured it.
Wasn't long till a lone doe wandered through and bedded above me about 40 yds. This time a year it's nice to have live decoys, so I just watched and waited. As it turns out a small fork bumped her and she left. He left shortly after, and no shots granted. With the witching hour upon me I was not shocked to hear and then see another little guy come from behind me. He had wandered through the cow pasture, jumped the fence and was crossing the creek before I started feeling my nerves get taught. It took very little encouragement for him to walk straight to me and before I realized it I had dropped the string on him at 8 yds. And missed high. Not a total miss. I creased him. He didn't feel it nor hear it, so I was able to turn him and shortly he was walking back by on the other side and gave me a 15 yd shot.
Praying the arrow hit the mark I was looking at, I came to full draw and held for a long second, then dropped it again. Gone in a flash and down in seconds. Stone head drove through shoulder blade and took out lungs which gave the guy no chance. He made it 50 yds and never got up again.
It's been a couple years since I put it all together, so you gotta know I was thankful for this one.
