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DraglineMan · 09-26-2007, 12:23 AM

I was sitting in a draw here on the mine well before daylight.My friend Aaron has a natural ground blind set up on one side of the draw but it is about a 30 yard shot to the trail running down in the bottom. The draw has steep banks on each side. One side of the draw has small pines and scrub brush {Aarons} and the other side has a real thick like hedge row. I sawed my way in about 5:00am trimming the thorns and twigs back out of my way then stacking them up in front of me. My new poor man double bull was set up. I drank a cup of coffe and watched the sun come up. I was only about ten yards from what has proven to be a hot trail as Aaron got his first deer with a bow in the same draw two weeks earlier. There was a frost on the ground here in Montana so every little move of every little critter was magnified.By seven thirty i was sprawled out, legs crossed, hands behind my head, bow leaning against a tree with the arrow on the string but off the rest, pretty much sound asleep with both eyes open.I dont know about any one else but i always start out in the morning like some crouching tiger hidden dragon hunkered down ready for the shot and after about thirty minutes i am laying there like the town drunk .Lots of birds and deer mice were moving around in the hedge row i was sitting in mere inches away from me. All of the sudden as if they were beamed in from outer space two does stood IN THE HEDGE ROW i was sitting in. They had come {assumtion} from the water hole in the huge open bowl about 200 yards behind me and without a sound dropped in nearly on top of me. Well by then i was at least sitting up wich was good.The bad thing was they were probably about 5 yards away from me in the thickest brush MT has to offer. They stayed there for what seemed like a year or 2.I was sure that one of them was about to lay down,but finally they feed out into the bottom of the bowl {10 yards away}.In a span of about ten minutes i was able to get my arrow on the rest and get my bow up. The smaller of the two fed down the trail so close that I was worried it would here my heart beating its way out of my chest.I wanted the bigger of the two does. It was not co operating.It was feeding back down the trail away from me. I sat there wishing i had taken the smaller of the two when she came across the trail I had come in on. She smelled where i had walked or me or something and made three big leaps into the bottom of the draw. She stood there looking around and stomping around in the brushy bottom. She decided it was time to go and by now she was out of my effective range but she only went about ten more yards and turned to wait on the larger deer. The smaller deer had the full attention of the larger deer.It strolled its way up the trails edge toward the smaller of the two.I could not see the deer but i knew it was about to come into my small shooting lane.I slowly came to about a half draw and of course the deer stopped.For several seconds i sat there. The big doe slowly quartered away from me out of the hedge row right into my shooting lane.I came to full draw. She stood looking at the other deer.Like i said befor she was quartering away at about a 45.For some strange reason i could not focus on the dark spot behind her shoulder. All i could see was the zephur sasquatch on the end of my arrow.{ I never practice at 5 yards}.Her third rib from the back was wet from the morning frost and i was finally able to concentrate on that.I knew that at that angle i would still be in the lungs.I watched the stark white fur tracer blast into the rib with a smack. The 58# TF zipped the zephur through the ribs both lungs {a little liver} and out the other side as if the deer wasnt even there to slow it down. She stormed out of the draw wildly behind the other deer. She stopped on the hill side 50 yards away and i could see the steady stream of blood pouring out of the exit wound.She went about 20 yards after that and fell over dead as a hammer. If any thing i learned that i will shoot a few practice arrows from 5 yards now and then because i really think I could have missed this deer. My concentraition was locked so sternly on the broadhead that i almost couldnt release the arrow.

09-26-2007, 12:23 AM	#8
DraglineMan Member Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: Colstrip MT Posts: 36 Points: 135.00	I was sitting in a draw here on the mine well before daylight.My friend Aaron has a natural ground blind set up on one side of the draw but it is about a 30 yard shot to the trail running down in the bottom. The draw has steep banks on each side. One side of the draw has small pines and scrub brush {Aarons} and the other side has a real thick like hedge row. I sawed my way in about 5:00am trimming the thorns and twigs back out of my way then stacking them up in front of me. My new poor man double bull was set up. I drank a cup of coffe and watched the sun come up. I was only about ten yards from what has proven to be a hot trail as Aaron got his first deer with a bow in the same draw two weeks earlier. There was a frost on the ground here in Montana so every little move of every little critter was magnified.By seven thirty i was sprawled out, legs crossed, hands behind my head, bow leaning against a tree with the arrow on the string but off the rest, pretty much sound asleep with both eyes open.I dont know about any one else but i always start out in the morning like some crouching tiger hidden dragon hunkered down ready for the shot and after about thirty minutes i am laying there like the town drunk .Lots of birds and deer mice were moving around in the hedge row i was sitting in mere inches away from me. All of the sudden as if they were beamed in from outer space two does stood IN THE HEDGE ROW i was sitting in. They had come {assumtion} from the water hole in the huge open bowl about 200 yards behind me and without a sound dropped in nearly on top of me. Well by then i was at least sitting up wich was good.The bad thing was they were probably about 5 yards away from me in the thickest brush MT has to offer. They stayed there for what seemed like a year or 2.I was sure that one of them was about to lay down,but finally they feed out into the bottom of the bowl {10 yards away}.In a span of about ten minutes i was able to get my arrow on the rest and get my bow up. The smaller of the two fed down the trail so close that I was worried it would here my heart beating its way out of my chest.I wanted the bigger of the two does. It was not co operating.It was feeding back down the trail away from me. I sat there wishing i had taken the smaller of the two when she came across the trail I had come in on. She smelled where i had walked or me or something and made three big leaps into the bottom of the draw. She stood there looking around and stomping around in the brushy bottom. She decided it was time to go and by now she was out of my effective range but she only went about ten more yards and turned to wait on the larger deer. The smaller deer had the full attention of the larger deer.It strolled its way up the trails edge toward the smaller of the two.I could not see the deer but i knew it was about to come into my small shooting lane.I slowly came to about a half draw and of course the deer stopped.For several seconds i sat there. The big doe slowly quartered away from me out of the hedge row right into my shooting lane.I came to full draw. She stood looking at the other deer.Like i said befor she was quartering away at about a 45.For some strange reason i could not focus on the dark spot behind her shoulder. All i could see was the zephur sasquatch on the end of my arrow.{ I never practice at 5 yards}.Her third rib from the back was wet from the morning frost and i was finally able to concentrate on that.I knew that at that angle i would still be in the lungs.I watched the stark white fur tracer blast into the rib with a smack. The 58# TF zipped the zephur through the ribs both lungs {a little liver} and out the other side as if the deer wasnt even there to slow it down. She stormed out of the draw wildly behind the other deer. She stopped on the hill side 50 yards away and i could see the steady stream of blood pouring out of the exit wound.She went about 20 yards after that and fell over dead as a hammer. If any thing i learned that i will shoot a few practice arrows from 5 yards now and then because i really think I could have missed this deer. My concentraition was locked so sternly on the broadhead that i almost couldnt release the arrow.