So it was on October 26th. I honestly didn’t expect a whole lot, I had been sick that entire week, too, and I had just started to recover. And so we went in, he dropped me off at my stand at like…oh, it was probably about 2:00 in the afternoon. And I really didn’t expect anything to happen until, you know, later closer to nighttime, but it was like 4:00… Well, let me rewind. As I got up in the stand I realized it was…since it was October, there were still leaves on the trees. And I realized I didn’t have a whole lot of shooting lanes. In fact, I just kind of had the 20-yard area around tree stand. And I got to thinking, I was like, “If a buck comes up through here, he’s going to go up probably right up above me or he’s going to come right below me.”
And so I climbed back down out of the tree stand, I went over to this spot about 30 yards away, and I trimmed like a big whole, a big shooting lane in that spot. I thought, you know, I don’t like getting out of the tree stand once I’m in, but I thought I’ve got to have a shooting lane over there. So I went back up in the stand and it was about 4:00, I’m sitting there reading a book and all of a sudden I look up and I just see horns. This buck just came right over the path where we had walked and sure enough he goes right up that path and he’s walking right toward that opening.
