I almost stayed home and watched football this weekend, but I went down to my club on Saturday afternoon. Got up into my tree stand a little after 2pm and sat up there all day. About 4pm I was in the middle of a new book I had brought with me and just happened to look up and it seemed like every flipping deer in Georgia was moving around my stand.
I had looked up maybe five minutes earlier and there was zip. Now it looked like about a hundred deer. In truth I counted seven, but I kept looking to see if a buck might be following them. When I waited as long as I dared before they began to move off I started to draw on the closest one and stand at the same time. I had forgotten that my book was on my lap and as I stood the book fell to the ground and made a slight noise.
All the deer seemed to hear it but were in that making up their mind state before hauling azz. I figured now or never and let go and watched the arrow go directly over the does shoulder by a good two feet.
Still the deer didn't move. So I tried to pull out another arrow, but by the time got it knocked, all the doe said screw it and bounced away. I sat up there for the rest of the day and it was well past dark before I got down.
I had been told about tropical storm Karen down in the Gulf and there was talk of a cold front pushing rain into our neck of the woods, so it didn't take the weather channel to tell me the barometer was dropping and that must have been why the deer were moving.
Sunday morning a little after 9am I saw three doe walking directly toward me and as one past by maybe 50 feet away I was able to put a Magnus into the lungs and she dropped about 25 yards later.
I dressed her out and took her to the cooler to have her processed and butchered. When I got there it was more like gun season than bow season. It looked like 100 deer were brought in. In truth it was 13 or 14 but for bow/crossbow season that is really a good day.
I went back and got into another tree stand that is off a 3 or 4 year old pine cutover. I crawled up and waited until late afternoon thinking I could ambush one as they came into the cutover. I didn't have to wait that long. Less than an hour a 3 point came walking down this creek bed but he kept looking over his shoulder like he was being followed. I hoped it was a bigger buck. The 3 point walked almost directly under me without so much as a nod. He kept looking back from where he came though.
I watched him walk down the creek and then kind of trot over a little rise. He wasn't scared, but something wasn't right. I waited until after 6pm and saw 2 more doe but no bucks. I could see the storm clouds moving in and thought I had maybe 30-45 minutes At most before I lost good light.
I was just about to come down when I saw off in the opposite direction the 3 point had gone, several deer. Because of bad light I waited until one was maybe 25 yards when I saw it was a doe and decided to try and take her as my doe for Hunters for the Hungry.
This time I had no book to fall off my lap and was able to stand unnoticed, and then draw. It connected almost where the first deer I shot. I watched her try and run up a small hill but she fell back down into the creek and that was that.
So I have my venison and venison for the needy. It's amazing how much more energy you have when your heart is working! LOL! Much better than last year, when it was about this time I began to notice my chest pains. New Plumbing is always a good thing! LOL!
I had no problem getting either deer out of the woods and into my truck and down to the cooler/processor.
This was one time the crazy weather worked for me!
