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I grew up in central Illinois , a little town, pop. 800 people, pretty small. My dad was a hunter and took me on several occasions. I harvested a couple coyotes but no deer. So at a vulnerable age (15) I kind of lost interest and instead of chasing deer I started chasing woman, imagine that. After my folks divorced my dad move to Houston TX. And he took any chance of me hunting with him. After reaching 19 I was getting in a lot of trouble. My dad move to Wichita , Kansas by then and my mother said it would probably be in my best interest to move down there too, and get out of the little town., so I did.

After moving to Kansas and living there for a year I met a guy who had a farm in south central Kansas. I said to him we need to go hunt deer there, he had never been deer hunting so we went the next season, the farm doesn’t have much timber but after seeing some good sign down on the bottom I was confident we had a good size buck in the area. I archery hunted the first day and saw a couple does. The second morning of my archery hunt, I found myself in the only tree in the area over looking a frost covered field and my buddy was sitting on the ground down about 80 yards. I was pretty green back then so I was grunting and carrying on .About that time I heard a grunt, I turned my head to see a good size but running three does behind me. I turned to see my buddy walking away from me and the deer they were right behind him and never seen him. So I just stared grunting, my buddy could hear me grunting., so he new where my grunts were coming from, about that time he heard a grunt right behind him. He turns around to see the buck grunting with fog coming from his mouth, keep in mind I am watching all this, so he turns and takes aim with his .243 and nails him. It was a nice buck and the first buck I have ever had part in taking. I was hooked from that day on. Also it was the first buck ever shot on his families farm were his dad and brothers grew up, everyone was really excited. Especially his oldest uncle who decided at that point after 45yrs he was going to start hunting the farm.. Joy , Joy lost my first hunting spot after the first kill.

I met the most wonderful woman in the world about 7 months after that. We went out a few times and when I finally went to her house to meet her folks. I walked in her room, and what did I see but a nice 8 point deer on her wall and two turkey fans... OOh nooo!..I am in love. Her dad had taken her deer hunting the first time ever and she killed the deer, and the first time she went turkey hunting she shot two toms with one shot, lucky! She shoots an old lever action 30-30 with iron sights, she is lethal, and we call her Annie Oakley. So I have never killed a buck with a gun. I picked up a bow my father got me when I was 15 that I had never used and got some sights and all my gear and headed to the public ground by Wichita Kansas for an archery deer hunt. I ended up shooting my first buck with a bow, a nice eight pointer. It was an awesome archery hunt.

We have a son who is two and his first word was BUCK! He is a chip off the old block. I can’t wait to take him hunting and get him started into archery.

But back to the story at hand. Last year I was lucky enough to have the rights to archery hunt about ten minutes from my house on some land I have drove by and seen a lot of deer. That is going to be turned into a housing development this year. I had archery hunted it a couple times and seen a lot of deer nothing of any size, but I new there was a monster there by all the sign I had seen..,...

The day the archery hunting trophy was taken, I arrived really early on Nov. 5, the rut was kicking off. I ended up seeing 16 bucks that morning nothing bigger than 130". It was about 9:45 am and I thought the morning of the archery hunt was about over. The deer sightings had slowed about the time I see a doe check a scrape about 35 yards from my stand. I knew this was a good thing. After she left I seen a couple little bucks come up and check the scrape. And then everything got really calm , no deer , no movement , and no nothing. Shortly after I saw a doe step out into a clearing followed by a little six point when all of a sudden he took off like he saw a ghost, I could not see what he saw YET! But I knew there was something there, and then there he was and true giant, he walked over to check the scrape and I put the pins on the kill zone. Released and shot right under him, OOOOH NOO! He ran behind some evergreens and out of sight, I was torn up. About then I noticed the doe still in the clearing staring at me, I mean she seen me shoot at that buck. So I knew if she was still in sight , he didn’t go far. so I grunted once and saw nothing......grunted again and here he came head down looking for a fight, stopped ten yards from me and booom my arrow passed threw both lungs.. and I was shaking like a leaf on a tree..! After having an experience of loosing a deer tracking to fast I left and came back a little before dark....but to my dismay I couldn’t find him.. I could not sleep that night at all, I knew that was the best shot I had ever made on a deer and he couldn’t have went far...so I went back out the next morning and looked and found him laying piled up in a evergreen.. To my dismay he had been mauled by coyotes...but none the less he was a buck of a lifetime. Since I had dreamed about this day my eyes teared up and I called my father who lives in Houston TX now to tell him I had truly harvested a monster buck while archery hunting. He was as happy as I was. The deer was scored at 168" 2 shy of a booner, his age was an amazing 7 1/2, he was old...enclosed are some pics ...but now I lost the spot cuz there are three houses on the property now and I am back to public hunting. but my dad just bought 90 acres in northwest Tennessee.....and I can’t wait. ooh I never said my wife is 24 and I am 28..but anyway thanks for your time again and I will let you know what we found out about the bows..... Have a nice day Brady , Nicole , and Colt

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