Second One is Better than None
The morning of October 26th, 2012 was a fairly warm morning for late October here in Ohio. It was about 50 degrees when I climbed into my stand at 6:55am. As I sprayed down a bit and got settled I could hear deer movement all around me but could not see a thing. Sunrise that morning was about 7:57 and I could hardly wait til 7:27 rolled around. Well at about 7:45am I heard a ruckus off to my right and as I turned my head here comes a monster wide 8-10 pointer up the trail directly in front of my stand with nose to the ground and in HOT pursuit of some doe somewhere. As I grunted him to stop for about a 12 yard shot he wanted nothing to do with that. Finally he stopped just to my left where I knew there were some small twigs in my way and released. Well of course the dreaded thing happened and I saw my Luminok arrow deflect off a limb and entered the ground just in front of his chest. Off he went and my up-set stomach started. I sat down dropped & shook my head for that terrible miss and tried to shake it off.
At about 8:20 I saw movement coming toward me down the same trail the first one had gingerly strolled away from me on. I was in hopes it was the same one returning for me to have another whack at him but instead it was this young 8 that came in under my stand and presented a straight down shot. I knew he wasn’t a mature buck but I also knew my luck of seeing another deer all season so I released and put one above the left shoulder and went through to exit the lower right lung. He ran up a small incline about 25 yards, stumbled and rolled down into a ditch. I was thrilled to have this kind of morning for once in my life.