OK lets see how much about the trip I can get on here tonight.
Thursday Oct. 18, 2007
Up at 5 am our time (4 am US time) and on the road at 6 am (5 am US time). We were hoping to be at BT's by 5 pm but by time we hit Bangor we realized we were going to be Earlier than that if the trip went smooth and it did.
Here is a shot of what we saw for the first 11 hrs.
Well we got to BT's ( with some help from him on the cell phone giving directions) around 3:30 us time. Out of the car grab the gear and get ready to go.
a few shots into the target out back of BT's and off to the woods we go.
In the heat of Thursday evening, Friday morning and an evening shower the deer never left were ever they were bedded it was just to hot. so nothing seen yet.
Thursday evening BT decides to check Hopesmans flight tunning and see what the flat trajectory was of his bow. All goes well with that so I ask if we can do the same with my bow. BT agrees. BIG, HUGE, COLOSSAL SIZE good thing we did.
We start and all is going well and after a reasonable amount of shots we think we have it and BT says "lets take one more shot". I am so glad we did it is not even funny. BT wanted the bow strings waxed as they did look dry so he did that for us. I stepped back and took the shot. a good foot high. What in the world happened here. more shots same results. we worked through it again and again to the point I was getting beyond tired from lack of sleep and we creep up on 11 pm US time (midnight our time). I am exhausted so BT starts shooting the bow and after a bit he sends me to bed before I fall over and get hurt.
I wake up worried only to hear that he figures I had shot the heck out of that new bow this summer as the string had slipped and stretched out to a point that 18 turns of the string were needed to bring ti back to tune. BT worked on that puppy all night long and never did get any sleep.
Like I said to hot on Friday and no deer seen.
Friday evening produced some cooler air with the rain storm moving through so we were hopeful when we got up on Saturday morning. into the stands before day light. as the day started to come alive more critters were moving in the woods. Around 7:30 am (I think it was) I hear what I think is a bow from were BT was or were Hopesman was. I stayed in the stand and about a half hour latter I thought I heard voices. Well no one came to get me so I began to think they were the voices in my head again.
Around 10:30 or 11 I see hopesman and BT on the ground with the great Boomer the tracking king. I start down and find out there were two shots taken one by BT and one by hopesman with both being a hit on deer.
Boomer heads out and as we come around a pile of brush I hear BT say " OH there it is" as the deer jumps up not acting like it was hurt in anyway and putting some fear in BT that the deer was going to get away. "SHOOT IT" I hear BT say but I have no arrow knocked so the deer jumps out the other side of the brambles. I head up around the end of the bushes with the arrow knocked and see the deer standing broad side. I come to full draw and realize that there is some grass and crap that be of concern to my shot. I stand at full draw deciding what to do when I hear my bow go off. I was concentrating so hard on were I was holding the pin I did not see were the deer was hit. A shot from Hopesman hits a limb and turns his shot into the knee of the deer. Darn bushes. The deer falls over and expires quickly. come to find out I hit that thing in both lungs and took the bottom of the heart just about off.
so one deer down. BT says that the deer is mine because it was going to get away if we did not shoot it.
We spend the rest of the day looking for the other deer that seems to have disappeared into thin air as the blood trail just disappeared. How that can be we were not sure. Skipmaster1 comes up with his dog and we can not locate that thing anywhere.
Sunday morning up at 3 am US time to get to skipmasters for 5 am as we had a 1 hour trip to his house.
Wet there and get set up to head to the woods. well off we go Hopesman with Rayzor tech to one stand and BT and I to some others. only thing was Skipmaster took us up Cardiac hill. Man that thing is steep. in the stand and settled before day break.
around 9 I would say I hear what I figure is just another squirrel but this time it sounds different, this has more of rhythm to the walk. I peek over my left shoulder. A spike is on his by just in back of my stand. I stand and start to turn to my right. I see the deer getting out to 10 yards so I decide to draw and get ready for the 15 to 20 yard quarting away shot that is about to present itself. I start the draw and because it has started to heat up my coat sticks to my shoulder and makes a noise. Crap he sees me, I decide to finish the draw, crap I hit my arm on my harness and have to push through the harness. I get to full draw and start to settle in on the peep and pins and I only need about another ten seconds to get the shot off. The Tail comes up and he takes off. I doe bleet and he comes to a stop but he will not come back.
I sit and the shakes start, I work my breathing to settle down,the heart is now pumping blood at insane speed. Around 10:30 I hear something so I look to my left only to see a deer go up over the hill at an extreme rate of speed coming out of the area I know BT is.
come to find out it is BT's deer that would not come back over to were I was and would not go up the hill because of a huge 6 or 8 pointer that I could not see because of the limbs in the way.
We retrieve the deer.