a 2 year chess match

[reeltime]

Set back and grab your favorite cold beverage as this is long

A  walk back in history of the season. I had this buck and 3 of his  companions under my tree on oct. 15, what used to be the original first  day of archery season. This year archery started on the 16th, I had a  decent 10 point at 10 yards the first morning and due to brush I had no  shot and actually I wasn’t real upset that I didn’t have a shot because I  knew this big 8 was there also.

The weather, actually the wind  the first week and a half was playing havok with me because we were  having an abnormal amount of SW winds and that made most of my good  stand sites unhuntable. I learned the hard way NOT to push your luck and  the motto of forget the wind just hunt is NOT a motto to live by! While  you can cut down greatly your scent you will NEVER be 100% scent free  and some bucks only need 1 wiff and your all done!

I didn’t hunt  my good sets the last week of Oct. so they would be good and fresh for  the first week in Nov. when they should really be getting cranked up, I  am a firm believer in don’t push it till the times right! I saw some  good bucks week 1 November and was doing all day sets the 1st, 2nd, 3rd,  and all but an hour or so the 4th.  On the 4th about 4:45 it was really  raining and I had taken my arrow off the string when a doe and 2 little  ones blew by me. I thought someone had gotten out of a stand and they  spooked them but 5 minutes later that big 8 point walked right under me  and all around me and I wouldn’t tempt fate in the rain.

I knew  then and after that NOT taking the shot in the rain was the right choice  but man it was eating me up inside!! I know that most times you may  only ever get 1 good chance at 1 particular mature buck and I was trying  to convince myself that he had no clue you were there and you will get  to see him again! I was to leave for camp in Pa. the next day and the  next morning it was pouring rain again so I didn’t hunt I just packed  the truck and headed for Pa. at noontime.  That whole trip I just kept  replaying the previous nights hunt and wondered would he chase a doe off  onto another property and get shot or worse yet get hit by a car like  so many other bucks have met their demise…….

I was supposed to  be in Pa most of a week, but Saturday morning I was on a very familiar  ridge and as usual there were bucks there and I shot a nice 12 point  after being in the tree 4 hours. Now it was decision time, I had some  work at the farm to do but I just couldn’t get that NY buck out of my  mind. Monday morning I caped out the 12 and did the butchering and  closed up camp and came back to NY.  Tuesday morning I was out and the  first buck I saw was the big 8! I knew Wed & Thu were gone as I had  work to do and the break wouldn’t do any harm.

Saturday evening I  had him again at less than 10 yards but being burried in a hemlock and  last light I just couldn’t see my pin and I certainly wasn’t going to  just “center punch” him! Sunday am it was hard s/se winds and that would  be the worst wind for my hot stand! So I took the morning “off” the  evening hunt might be ok, after showering and starting to get ready the  wind picked up, not going, wind died, weather channel said less than  5mph wind, I am going! Got all my stuff together and it starts  sprinkling, that’s it take off the gear and don’t push it!

11/15/10  I go outside at 4:30 am and its dead calm! Showered got my gear  together and off to the woods, slipped in nice as the leaves were nice  and wet from the heavy showers Sunday night, all settled in the stand and  at 7:30 I hear a grey squirrel scolding a deer, I am intently pinpointed  on the squirrel and movement! Antlers! NICE antlers! There he is! He  walks north of me about 30 yards out then turns south and here he comes!  I am fully thinking this is it!

He is walking head drooped,  eyes about shut, just plain whooped from chasing all night!! He gets to  10 yards and no shot turns west stops in 1 opening…..BUT his entire  chest is behind a beech tree and all I can see is from the last rib to  the tail! He trashes a small beech tree! Takes 2 steps and is covered  with beech brush on the vitals and he proceeds to make a scrape and  licking branch and then does his urine deal. Walks 10 feet and literally  plopped down, I mean standing on all 4 one second and crash on the  ground! 20 yards down wind and lights out! Asleep!!

I couldn’t  believe it, this buck is bedded 20 yards from me and no shot! Downwind  and stone cold asleep! He slept for an hour till a young doe walked  through and then he snapped awake and jumped up and chased her out of  there and then slowly walked up the hill till he heard another buck  grunting and chasing that young doe in the brush to my east and he was  off to the races and all kinds of chasing as he was trying to run off  that other buck.

I could only hunt till 10 because of a noontime  appointment, with that done I was back in the shower and getting stuff  ready, tonight it was my good luck 1983 Penn State shirt night! I took a  very slow walk to the stand as it had warmed up and the leaves had  dried quite a bit so it was noisy.  I got to my hemlock with no deer  spooked, sprayed everything down again and I just “had” that feeling  that this was going to be the night! I even sprayed the climbing stick  as I was going up the 30 feet! I had that feeling all day and I paid  extra care on my scent control.

It was WARM! I thought man I  just cant catch a break! 2:00 nothing, 3:00 nothing, 4:00 nothing!  Finally the sun got behind a western hill and you could feel the temp  dropping! 4:30 I hear a deer to the northeast coming my way, 1 deer, he  steps out and it’s a decent 8 point…..but its not him! He walks by @ 10  yards in the open I think to myself buddy if this was Friday you’d be in  trouble!  He mills around me for 5 minutes and then heads north into  the grapevine thicket and finds a doe to chase around.

I hear a  deer coming behind me and to the south of me, I watch the edge of the  hemlocks and I see that little doe from this morning walking with her  tail out and fluffed up…..good sign!!! She walks right under me and due  west now! Uuuurrrrrrrppp directly behind me! I knew right then it was  him, he had a very deep grunt and it was always very short and sharply  ending!  Then I see a wall of tines! Yes its him!

He stopped  looked around because of all the chase noise and then walked behind a  big beech tree and I eased to full draw as the kisser button found the  spot and he stepped right into one of the few openings I have on that  side of the stand and STOPPED broadside at 6 yards!  I aint kidding my  mind said “thanks for the memories sir” as the green pin was burning a  hole through his lungs and the wasp tipped Easton was gone as I watched  the orange and green fletching disappear right behind the shoulder.

He  jumped ahead 10 feet and then just walked southwest, my first thought  was I KNOW I saw that arrow go through his shoulder! Well he walked  about 50 yards stopped looked around and fell over. It was finally done,  so much work, so much time, all the practicing, all the stand work in  placements, a 2 year game of chess was finally over. I sat down and  thought about all the encounters with him, what he means to me, and how  much I truly will miss seeing his footprints and hoping every time I  check a camera will he be on it this time, I now know HE wont be.  He  will provide good table fare and will provide me with  a great mount and  a memory that will last my lifetime.   

It was probably one of  the most somber times I have ever walked up on a buck I had shot with  the bow,  so many close encounters, so many pictures, so many hours  looking at him with the field glasses, I kinda knew what he had but  didn’t “know” for certain….I said a quiet thank you  as I finally picked  up his head for the first time and realized he was all I had expected  and then some, and he was HEAVY and minga he stunk! 

This buck  means more to me than any other deer I have shot and lord knows I have  shot a pile of them. The start of the season last year I vowed that IF I  were to get him it would be with my bow, all last archery season, gun  season, muzzleloader season I hunted with the bow. 13 encounters with  him last year and it was never “right” so I let him walk, man did I  catch grief from some of my buddies! “you gotta kill him with a gun  before someone else” “I would never think of carrying a bow in gun  season“….  I told them I made a promise to myself that I would only take  him with my bow and that’s what it would be or tag soup! I was fully  prepared to eat the tag this year if need be but willpower,  determination, preparation, and attention to detail all came together    4:45pm 11/15/10 in my favorite hemlock stand.

[CNYScott]

Congratulations!  Great story, and impressive buck.  Great mass.

[HHC1]

Congrats.....great story, and glad to hear all your hard work and determination paid off! Well done.

[wooly]

Great job reeltime-super buck!

Sure does kinda stink when you know you wont see him next year but you put an appropriate ending to the history book you had going with him! Congrats.

[Fletch]

Great buck and congratz but the story went south with me on the Penn State reference!!ICK! ;D

[nyantler]

Great story.. love a guy with conviction... good job.

[outdoorstom]

GREAT buck....congrats!  Excellent story. I tip my hat to you....don't know if I could have passed him all those times.

[Geno C]

great buck

[wesdblc]

can u say check mate

[Santamour123]

Nov. 15, !!! Funny my 2 biggest bucks have both been killed on Nov. 15.  Congrats

[jasons75]

Nice buck and an excellent tale. Thanks for the post!

[NFA-ADK]

Wow great story and what a beauty, hard earned and well deserved. Story of a lifetime to go along with a buck of a lifetime. Thanks for sharing, very cool!!!