November 15, Bee County Texas
I was lucky enough to sneak away yesterday afternoon to the Tipp’s Ranch near Oakville and had quite an exciting trip. I was situated on a popup blind that had been previously set about a week before to allow the deer time to adjust to the strange cube. At approximately 4:15: PM I looked up from Death in the Silent Places by Senor Capstick and caught movement under a large huisache tree. It was not only a deer, but a buck, and an absolute monster! Things were looking great, however I figured I’d wait a bit, I did want my hunt to end too quickly. When I began my video recording sequences, to my dismay I noticed I had a very low battery. So I made the obvious decision to shoot him then and there for the noble reason of capturing the bow shot on film!
The buck was broadside at 18 yards, in golf terms, a "tap in" putt for a seasoned archer like me. Leave it to me and my ongoing struggled with antlered whitetails, I shanked the shot a touch low into the liver & tripas. I had given myself over a half an hour to calm my nerves before I made that shot and I still botched it. The buck ran off amid the does and fawns in a malay of hoof beats and I watched him staggered and almost go down, then he struggled up, swayed and stood there. I was silently urging him to give in and topple over, perhaps even use my Hairy Potter wand to blast him with the avarda cadarva killing curse, anything to get that buck to succumb to the arrow wound. And still he stood there, for at least the next long 15 tortuous minutes and he only took two steps in that time. My shins are currently ravaged and bruised from kicking myself as this bruiser sits there gut shut at 60 yards behind some trees and there isn't a darned thing I can do about it, unless he stepped clear.
I was lucky enough to sneak away yesterday afternoon to the Tipp’s Ranch near Oakville and had quite an exciting trip. I was situated on a popup blind that had been previously set about a week before to allow the deer time to adjust to the strange cube. At approximately 4:15: PM I looked up from Death in the Silent Places by Senor Capstick and caught movement under a large huisache tree. It was not only a deer, but a buck, and an absolute monster! Things were looking great, however I figured I’d wait a bit, I did want my hunt to end too quickly. When I began my video recording sequences, to my dismay I noticed I had a very low battery. So I made the obvious decision to shoot him then and there for the noble reason of capturing the bow shot on film!
The buck was broadside at 18 yards, in golf terms, a "tap in" putt for a seasoned archer like me. Leave it to me and my ongoing struggled with antlered whitetails, I shanked the shot a touch low into the liver & tripas. I had given myself over a half an hour to calm my nerves before I made that shot and I still botched it. The buck ran off amid the does and fawns in a malay of hoof beats and I watched him staggered and almost go down, then he struggled up, swayed and stood there. I was silently urging him to give in and topple over, perhaps even use my Hairy Potter wand to blast him with the avarda cadarva killing curse, anything to get that buck to succumb to the arrow wound. And still he stood there, for at least the next long 15 tortuous minutes and he only took two steps in that time. My shins are currently ravaged and bruised from kicking myself as this bruiser sits there gut shut at 60 yards behind some trees and there isn't a darned thing I can do about it, unless he stepped clear.
Great Bee county buck, went to school there and never saw one like that.
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