Saturday, November 12th my buddy and I decided to leave our public land camp and head to a different piece of public land for the rest of the weekend. Once we arrived I was dropped off at my hunting location around noon. I headed in blind with my Assault on my back to an area I had never been into, although I had map studied this land extensively.
I took my time on the way in surveying the area comparing what I was seeing on the ground in comparison to my map study. Everything was lining up as planned. Once I was within 50 yards of my predetermined area I jumped two does 25 yards out in front of me. I got to setting my stand up right away.
Fast forward a few moments, I was then standing on the ground with my Assault slung over one shoulder, my bow tied to my pull up rope ready to climb up and hang the stand as I had just finished attaching 4 sticks to the tree. Then I hear it... chasing. They were coming my way fast. A doe, a bruiser buck and a smaller 8 point stop and were standing about 25 feet directly up hill of me and 25 yards out. I quietly grabbed my release from my fanny pack and strapped it on. I then unclipped my pull up rope from my bow and nocked an arrow. I stood as close to my tree as possible for cover and came to full draw on a quartering away buck. However, it just didn't feel right, the angle of the shot up hill like that. I felt it could have easily turned into a regrettable decision had I let the arrow loose. I just didn't feel solid aiming up hill like that so I let down and just leaned against the tree for a few minutes watching them. Off the doe went and the chase followed her to my South-West.
Throughout the afternoon I saw a few more cruising bucks and some chasing again started up with about 40 minutes of shooting light left. After a few minutes of watching the chasing I noticed a deer coming my way from the South-West, the same direction the big buck from earlier went. I then got a glimpse of a big frame and knew it was a good one, the same buck from earlier. He was walking in the direction of where the other bucks were chasing the does around. He approached me with a slight quartering to angle. I mouth grunted him to a stop at about 10 yards and double lunged him. Passing that iffy up hill shot earlier in the day led to a slam dunk 10 yard shot with a 50 yard recovery on the same buck about five hours later.