I'd climbed into my ladder stand at 4:45PM on Saturday evening, and at 5PM gave a couple of bleats on the doe call. Then at 5:45PM I gave another 3 bleats on the doe call. At 6PM I was scanning a grassy meadow to my left when I caught some movement to my right, where the corn meets the trail I watch. It happened pretty fast, as he was sneaking along the edge of the corn rows 25 yards away. I brought up the Vortex, gave a soft "bah" to stop him, and zipped one through the sweet spot. He ran down into the meadow, stopped, then took off again (running in a small circle first - confused as to what was happening to him), then went down about 75 yards away...all within sight. I love it when you don't have to track them!
After gutting him and dragging him most of the way out, I ran out of gas (too old to be dragging them out alone any more...lol!). I left him for the night and then went back this morning to finish the job (with more recruits to help out!).
Anyway, the work is done - he's hanging in the back yard, all skinned and ready to go to the abbatoir in the morning. Looking forward to lots of pepperettes and smoked sausage.
It's good to have meat down already. Takes the pressure of filling the freezer out of play.
Happy hunting!
Korey
