It sure was a cold and breezy afternoon. I had trekked back to a small hidy hole plot that sits on a little finger between two hardwood ridges, which I had yet to hunt this year. To be honest I had forgotten about this little spot that I planted and hung a stand back in September. The stand offered me views of both the adjacent ridges and just looked like buck heaven. Slipped in about 1:00 pm and sat motionless for 3 hours without seeing as much as a squirrel. My spirits were about as grey as the sky and I began to get restless, so I stood up in the stand and streched a bit, even drew my bow slowly a couple of times to keep the shoulders limber. As I sat back down I peaked behind me down towards the bottom of the drainage and caught movement next to a group of trees. A bush blowing in the wind I thought and quickly scanned up the ridges where I saw vines, bushes, and leaves all swaying in the breeze. A chill was starting to come over me so I decided to stand again, this time facing down into the bottom. Again...I see the same bush moving only this time I make out the sideways form of antlers raking up and down just behind it. The bush was concealing a dandy 8 point about 130yds from my stand and I watched him go at the little tree behind it for the next 20 minutes. Forgot all about the cold until he walked out of sight down the bottom. That 20 minutes made my day.

That'll keep you going for a few hunts! Good story.

that will always make me forget about the cold or the rain

It would make me wish I had my rifle instead of a bow.

:rolleyes: Wannabee's, geez.

I didn't kill that buck I COULD have killed had I carried a rifle, but by Ned I hunted with my bow and maintained my bowhunting only elitism and that's what it's all about anyway. :rolleyes: :p

Dummies.

A bowhunter never wishes for a gun. He just wishes to get closer.

I try to hunt so I can only see whats in bow range. LOL

Come on, tell the truth. You like the smell of gunpowder on a cold, crisp morning.

I admire the dedication. Bowhunting is more about the thrill of the chase, the strategy to get one close, and not just about killing something. Too bad I sucked at bowhunting, that's why I sold it and went with the rifle. I need all the help I can get. :p