Friday November 12
34 degrees w/ heavy frost, SW wind 5-8, clear skies
Well after 3 bow seasons of watching traveling bucks pass by me 30 yards out of bow range i finally got aggressive and changed one of my sets. I was unsure if the payout was worth the risk, until today, when this 8 pt gave me 2 opportunities to shoot him. About 7 am i heard a stick break behind my left shoulder and saw this guy coming through the woods. I quickly grab the bow and came to full draw anticipating his exit from the thicket. When he reach the face of the thicket he stopped and paused. It might have been the longest minute ever for me in the woods but he finally put his head down and entered the clearing. I placed my 30 yard pin behind his shoulder and touched the release only to witness my arrow fly in front of his chest about 2 feet. Not sure which branch was to blame but... a clean miss. Only slightly startled (him not me), he turned away from me and began to seek out what had made that noise in the grass, and eventually found my arrow. He quickly lost interest and began to fiercely work a nearby scrape (as i sat 40 yards away in defeat). After he was done with the scrape, (and to my amazement) he turned 180 degrees and started walking right back towards me. At 25 yards i stopped him with a mouth grunt and redeemed myself with an arrow through both lungs. I watched from the stand as the buck went down after no more than 20 yards.