Post by Woody Williams on Oct 26, 2013 13:33:12 GMT -5
8 Pointer Down…..
I shot this 8 pointer yesterday evening about 45 minutes before dark. He came off the same hillside as the bobcat did. He was walking and stopping in behind me and I dared not move to sneak a peek. I waited and waited until he finally walked over to the side of me in some thick stuff. I could make out antlers and got into position to shoot. He made his way around to a run that enters the food plot and started exiting the thick stuff. I started easing my crossbow up and he caught me moving. I froze as he looked right at me. I’m a firm believer in Predator camo and he could not figure me out. He started walking again so I was able to get the crossbow into firing position. The run was a ranged 27 yards and he was a little past that. I put the 30 yard crosshair on him and pulled the trigger. The new OMNI Brites (lighted nocks) on my arrows showed I hit him exactly where I wanted to. The resounding thump seconded that.
He immediately wheeled and ran into some thick stuff. I caught a couple glimpses of him and could hear him breaking brush as he ran through and then…nothing. I could see the OMNI Brite nock glowing where the arrow had passed through him and stuck in the ground. After a 25 minute wait I got down and checked my arrow. There was good blood the entire length. Picking up blood in the dirt food plot was tough and I knew it would be tougher yet in the thick weeds and brush, so I backed out.
Woodmaster and I went up this morning and after a short 70 yard blood trail we found him piled up in a small grassy area…thus I did not hear him fall.
I was under the gun as my doctor told me yesterday afternoon that I needed to have gall bladder surgery very soon. I’ve been having some right side abdominal pain and after tests it was determined that my gall bladder just wasn’t doing all it was supposed to do. I then said to myself the first decent buck that comes along gets it. He was it.
Now I can call the Doc and get it scheduled so I will be good to go for the Illinois gun season.
I shot this 8 pointer yesterday evening about 45 minutes before dark. He came off the same hillside as the bobcat did. He was walking and stopping in behind me and I dared not move to sneak a peek. I waited and waited until he finally walked over to the side of me in some thick stuff. I could make out antlers and got into position to shoot. He made his way around to a run that enters the food plot and started exiting the thick stuff. I started easing my crossbow up and he caught me moving. I froze as he looked right at me. I’m a firm believer in Predator camo and he could not figure me out. He started walking again so I was able to get the crossbow into firing position. The run was a ranged 27 yards and he was a little past that. I put the 30 yard crosshair on him and pulled the trigger. The new OMNI Brites (lighted nocks) on my arrows showed I hit him exactly where I wanted to. The resounding thump seconded that.
He immediately wheeled and ran into some thick stuff. I caught a couple glimpses of him and could hear him breaking brush as he ran through and then…nothing. I could see the OMNI Brite nock glowing where the arrow had passed through him and stuck in the ground. After a 25 minute wait I got down and checked my arrow. There was good blood the entire length. Picking up blood in the dirt food plot was tough and I knew it would be tougher yet in the thick weeds and brush, so I backed out.
Woodmaster and I went up this morning and after a short 70 yard blood trail we found him piled up in a small grassy area…thus I did not hear him fall.
I was under the gun as my doctor told me yesterday afternoon that I needed to have gall bladder surgery very soon. I’ve been having some right side abdominal pain and after tests it was determined that my gall bladder just wasn’t doing all it was supposed to do. I then said to myself the first decent buck that comes along gets it. He was it.
Now I can call the Doc and get it scheduled so I will be good to go for the Illinois gun season.
