Was down in my brush blind on state above the swamp. It was very warm and I was a bit warm when I got settled. I used more Evercalm than usual and even kicked up the dirt and rubbed some on my clothes for cover scent. At about 5pm I heard a deer walking towards me from behind in the thick brush. After a bit I saw deer, then rack, then big rack. He was coming directly at me. I had stood as soon as I heard the deer so I was standing, bow in hand and release clipped. My right should leaning into the big pine trunk that my blind is centered on. He is at 15 feet and still coming. He is a 9-10-11 point I know he had at least 5 on the one side and out past the ears and nice tall tines. He stops looking around then comes right by my right side at about 4 feet and stops on the opposite side of the pine. I can hear him breathing. He is right in my wind! My mind is melting at this point. He starts walking. I had turned my head to see where he was headed when he was behind the tree. So I see him walking away 7, 8 , 9 feet and I can see his right eye so I can't move. He finally turns his head and I ease around to face that way. He goes out about 10-12 yards and turns to the right and as he goes behind a tree I draw. He hits a lane and I stop him and put the pin right on the shoulder and hit right where I aimed. Stupid me was so rattled I put a gun aim on him not a bow. I got crap penetration. The arrow later showed 7-8 inches. He ran 30 yards down into the swamp and I watched him walk for anther 30 yards or so until I lost him. I knew with one hole, the arrow still in him and going into the swamp it was going to be a terrible trail. I pulled out and got ahold of a tracker for the next morn.
I met the tracker Pauline and her helper Don and pups the next morn. He never bedded. We found the arrow, good blood for a couple hundred yards then poor. He left the swamp, crossed a road the dog figured that all out with no blood. Across the road we did finally hit a drop of blood and the dog trailed another couple hundred yards and we called it. We all felt the deer was not mortally wounded. I did stay and grid searched for 5 more miles just cause I needed to.
The tracker was excellent and I would not have been able to advance the track near as far or well. Amazing how those dogs can get off track and circle around not even on the track and go back to last blood to restart!
He was a great buck and I will get a cam out there and hope to catch a pic of him. I did everything right except aimed in the wrong stupid spot. rrrrrrr I have had a button sniff my leg one time but this is the closest I have ever been to a big buck. 4 feet pffft.