Too hot to trot
On Sept. 30, 2013 Chris it was a warm on 65-70 degrees. A little warmer than Chris would have like but hey time is of the essence. Impervious to the weather conditions Chris arrived at this stand around 3:30. Buy the time he got there, working up a sweat, it was so warm that so warm he thought the mosquito’s were going to carry him away, they’re some mean little buggers.
In the past, he had pics on his trail cam of three doe that were coming in religiously between 6:15-6:30 p.m. With this in mind that was what he was expecting to see. The be-deering hour came and went with nothing. He thought to himself, “It’s just too stinkin’ hot, they just don't want to move or maybe they scented me. Well I’m gonna stick it out for a while longer, just in case.”
Chris was sitting there contemplating his situation when he heard the slight sound of a twig break behind him. He eased around and peered over his left shoulder. Whoa, dude, there he was, 10 yards out, the buck he had on camera and was hoping to get a chance at. When the buck moved behind a tree he snatched up his bow, hooked up his release and came to full draw.
Of course, the buck pulled a classic move, he stopped dead. It seems like an hour before he finally looked away and Chris could let his bow down due to fatigue. As Chris watched with anticipation his beast walked out in front of him but again and stopped, starring into the bean field, still no shot.
Chris thought to himself, “he’s going for the field, no no!” Just as fast that thought went through his mind the bug buck turned and headed his way. Chris again came to full draw; low and behold he stopped again, looked straight up at Chris and locked eyeballs, busted!