Interesting read, seeing the opinions of others I wonder how it would go if we talked cars/trucks or perhaps what and where to buy guns and ammo. But not now, "OK"? I'm still trying to kill a deer with a stick.
I have had some 'good times' the past two days, Tuesday evening had me surrounded with doe from "bambi" size to deer I would age at 3.5+ old.
Stiff breeze blowing from the south and just before 6:00 PM the critters began to pop out from the undergrowth along the field to my south. I was in my tree, wearing a short sleeve black shirt and a pair of dark gray sweats with a orange knit beany for a hat and no make-up. Now there's a picture for your minds eye I hope gives yinz nightmares.... for a month.
As luck would have it the deer ditzled around forever, before turning and heading my way. I enjoyed the antics of the new to the year yung-uns as they played, got chased by the irritated older deer then return for more of the same. Seven all toll as they continued toward me taking their good ole time while the Sun dropped below the horizon. Maybe fifty yds out when three turned as if they would be going west, leaving four continuing my way and of course they stopped as if to question where the others might be heading.
Wind still blowing to the north when a fourth doe decided she would like to join the others veering to the west and you know the other three would stop to see what was happening. No problem, I had my eye on one particular doe I'd been seeing in my field pictures and jumped last week while "still hunting". She is the one missing half a front leg, and has had two younger deer hanging with her up until this night, when I see but one.
Daylight is shrinking minute-by-minute as the three continue, step-by-step; inch-by-inch getting ever near my thirty yd mark aaaaaand the older of the three disappears into the under brush. NO... don't follow her I'm shouting under my breath, she's trying to lure you astray, when the the "bambi" bolts right under my stand, looking straight out into the field, to my north, at the other four deer that crossed through the tree line to my west. My target, now on my side of the thirty yd mark standing slightly broadside to me, looking into the underbrush then back toward the bambi; swings her head back to the brush turning broadside giving me a chance to full draw and I can't see my "True Glow Pin".
Just not enough daylight, once again, because of the umbrella created by all the foliage still hanging on the trees blocking out what daylight there remained.
Letting down the bow, I turn to check the location of the deer to my north which wasn't hard to find as they had moved to the east putting them directly downwind of me. It was amazing, they had noses in the air, walking straight toward me being more curious then guarded. What a hoot!
Stayed tuned and lots of luck to those still seeking, the ever allusive PA White-Tailed Deer.
PS. Anybody care to discuss fiber optic sights?