Happy birthday to your dad, as well!
Friday was dad’s birthday. The wind was what I’ve been waiting for, for 2 weeks. I didn’t sleep much that night.
Another plus this year was the creek running the woods was dry, this made entry to my stand easier and quite (ish). Luckily I walked right by my stand in the dark and had to turn on my 1200 lumen headlamp just to find it… might as well blind the deer while I stumbled around.
Once in stand all was good. I said a little prayer to god asking that dad shoot that big buck in Missouri, of course for me to get the big one here…. And well James could have the big chocolate horned one he saw here come muzzleloader. Sometimes the power of prayer is strong gentlemen…..
It’s about 7:45 when I look back west…. Doe…. Big buck following. I grab my bow and felt it was him but no matter what this deer was big enough. I only had a quick glance but after watching the rest of the deer, knew they’d pass within 35. The doe passed glancing up at my skylined ass in the tree but never broke stride. 40 yards walking, here he comes…. It’s him… my heart skipped a couple beats as my mind just kept talking to itself… where to stop him, what’s clear, when to draw, where’s the doe now…
30 yards….. at 25 there’s a massive clearing he continues pace…. 25 yards…. 20 yard I’m already drawn and now stopping him….
Meanwhile in Missouri…
Back in Iowa…. 40 minutes after James has shot, I’m in robot mode squeezing the trigger.
At the shot I know I hit him and he trots 30 yards only to stop and stare at his doe. 20 seconds pass an I see his back legs buckle… then he spreads wide just to stay on his feet…. Only to sit down and lay his head down forever.
Now the shakes set in… my hand won’t stop and my breathing is a mess…. I snap a quick photo and send to our group chat big buck down happy birthday dad! Along with a blurry pic from 50 yards.
James responded…. I’m looking for mine now…. I couldn’t believe it… both of us had just shot bucks on dad’s birthday!
And it’s dad’s 70th birthday!
This was James 35th and my 34th year hunting. In 34 years of bow hunting I’ve never seen anything like it.
I called my stepmom and she drove the 2 miles to help me take pics. I loaded that 270 pound (live) bastard up on the deer cart and got him hung. Then 5 hours later sat with my dad and both my brothers and joked and laughed in Missouri.
We attempted to give dad his rifle and of course after months of planning and finding this specific rifle…. They brought the wrong gun down to give him :)
He’s still tickled and it was a great laugh to top off an unforgettable day.
Dad still hasn’t shot a deer down there. Has tonight and tomorrow. I drove home early to take care of the buck I just threw in the shed so I could be part of the celebration.
I did quick rough him after Troy suggested he was 200” possibly (that was after the picks that made him look BIG were sent). For those wondering I came up with 190 6/8. If it holds it’ll be the 6th biggest to ever come out of my county.
Not a bad birthday weekend.
Congrats to your family!!
Seems like Charlie and I also both turned 70 this year, so maybe you could help us out a bit. ;)
Congratulations to the both of you for your bucks of a lifetime on your Dad’s birthday!
Just hit 70 myself yesterday. No Sunday hunting here so I went to a turkey shoot. Managed to bring home the bacon ;-)
Congrats for sure,
Two days later AT WORK, I’m up helping on a different assembly line with some issues. A young man looks at me and says congrats on the buck. I thank him and found it odd he even knew about it. He then looks at me and says , yeah I was hunting him too. Now I’m confused cause I have no idea who he is and how he would know of or be hunting this buck. ( I live 30 miles from work and know everyone around me that is bow hunting) Turns out he’s the neighbors grandson and he had velvet pics from him this summer just 1/2 mile from where I hunt. Less than 1/4 mile from where I first saw the buck. I politely begged for a couple pics. Sure enough, there in his pics was the missing tine….
Plus put up fur all week. Your just a pup...ha ha
Wish I was 70 again
Not totally sure, but looks like he broke off a pretty good sized point.