Well, it has been a long and exciting week. I have many fond memories that will be with me for a long time. I have several stories I could tell but I'll cut to the chase.
I have been on the trail of that elusive monster 8 for 4 years now. He has peaked out and is a monster in my mind. The past week, I have had multiple encounters with him, all a binocular love affair. I have changed my setup and stand location 4 times and Mr. Big is always a step ahead of me... Laughing at me it seems. :wink:
Well, last night I decided to get a bit MORE aggressive. I decided to put my climber in the edge of a woods I see him frequent.. 2 days earlier I moved my ground blind on the fringe but the wind was wrong today and he has been seen with his lady... The climber seems to make sense.
I step out of my truck and make my way down the tree line... Hands and arms full of stands, x-bow, drag line etc.. When out of the blue.. There he is! 25 yards from the corner of the woods, Mr. Big pops out then darts back. I freeze instantly! Slowly ease my stand off my shoulder and slip a few feet into the edge of the woods.. My trembling hands fiddle with the safety, then I reach into my pocket and run my primos doe call a few times. With bow to my shoulder, I can see the rack moving back to the corner where he just showed himself. I bear down and peer though the scope and he boldly appears just 25 yards away in full view.. For 10 seconds we stare each other down, Inside I am screaming!! Mr. Big quartering hard to me but motionless in the cut bean field. I want to take him so badly but I KNOW this is a terrible shot to take. An arrow in the shoulder is not an ethical shot to take with a bow. If only I had my NULA, or OMEGA, 91 etc.. Just then he turns and trots off... I feel sick but I know I did the right thing but boy does it sting.
Till next time MR. Big...
I have been on the trail of that elusive monster 8 for 4 years now. He has peaked out and is a monster in my mind. The past week, I have had multiple encounters with him, all a binocular love affair. I have changed my setup and stand location 4 times and Mr. Big is always a step ahead of me... Laughing at me it seems. :wink:
Well, last night I decided to get a bit MORE aggressive. I decided to put my climber in the edge of a woods I see him frequent.. 2 days earlier I moved my ground blind on the fringe but the wind was wrong today and he has been seen with his lady... The climber seems to make sense.
I step out of my truck and make my way down the tree line... Hands and arms full of stands, x-bow, drag line etc.. When out of the blue.. There he is! 25 yards from the corner of the woods, Mr. Big pops out then darts back. I freeze instantly! Slowly ease my stand off my shoulder and slip a few feet into the edge of the woods.. My trembling hands fiddle with the safety, then I reach into my pocket and run my primos doe call a few times. With bow to my shoulder, I can see the rack moving back to the corner where he just showed himself. I bear down and peer though the scope and he boldly appears just 25 yards away in full view.. For 10 seconds we stare each other down, Inside I am screaming!! Mr. Big quartering hard to me but motionless in the cut bean field. I want to take him so badly but I KNOW this is a terrible shot to take. An arrow in the shoulder is not an ethical shot to take with a bow. If only I had my NULA, or OMEGA, 91 etc.. Just then he turns and trots off... I feel sick but I know I did the right thing but boy does it sting.
Till next time MR. Big...