Well I hurried home from work tonight and got in the shower and decided to go give some white oaks a try that I have a stand in, tonight was the first night I have gotten to sit this particular stand because it takes a south or west wind and up until now I have not had that, so off to the woods I went.  Rest assured tonight was to be a different night than the other day when I let numerous does and a smaller buck walk over my crabapple tree ( which by the way is now void of apples, arrrrrgh!)  anyway I had my mind made up to shoot a nice fat doe for the freezer and wouldn't you know it a small fork horn showed within minutes of me settling in.  The problem was I was not going to shoot this forky so I had to remain completely still for the better part of two hours with him constantly working from the bottom of my tree out to about twenty yards and then back again.  Then a few nice dry does showed up but every time one of them would approach one of my shooting lanes the forky would chase them off, boy how I wanted to put him the freezer after this happened a dozen or so times!  Just before dark I heard what sounded like a good buck rubbing his antlers on a nearby tree and he was really putting on a ear show to say the least fearing that he would wait until dark to show himself I stayed ready with arrow on the string the old Bear Razorhead (greenie!) and bleeder wanted badly to make contact.  Then he showed up quietly working his way to me, he was quartering to me for some time then he turned and offered me a quartering away angle at 8 yards.  I reached my anchor and loosed the pine shaft when the arrow found home he bolted and piled up THIRTY FIVE yards away in just a matter of seconds!  I was elated as soon as he went down I climbed down and went to him for a moment of reflection with the taking of this beautiful mature Georgia whitetail.  Then came the picture taking and sense of pride and acclomplishment overwhelmed me all I could think about was the times my brother and I had shared carried stickbows thru the sage of my home in Eastern Montana, where he still lives, he was the first one I called, and I could almost feel the slap on my shoulder from him even though he was two thousand miles away!  It is funny even after seventy some deer taken with a longbow they all seem just as exciting as the first old muley doe taken so many years again coming in to a fawn distress call!  Did I mention I love traditional archery, THE HARD WAY I think not it is the only way for me!  I hope you enjoy the pics I do not usually post to much here but I sure enjoy lurking I think you fellers are good bunch to POW WOW with take care!


                           Quintin

 

 

 

 

 


Sorry about some of the blood fellas I was by myself with a small tripod and a headlight I tried to clean him up as much as possible

Great Buck!! Congrats!!  

Congrats,nice buck.

Let me say congrats!!!

Way to go!

NICE BUCK!!

Fine looking trophy! Congratulations.

Right on, nice job    

The cooler I took him to tonight wieghed him when they unloaded him and he tipped the scale at 200 lbs. field dressed!  That is a pretty heavy southern deer compared to the others I have taken here.

That is a pig of a deer!  Absolutely awesome Georgia whitetail regardless of weapon!  Great job!

Great deer!!! Congrats  

Way to go, that's a real trophy in every sense of the word.

Nathan

that is a great ga buck! heck thats a great buck in any state! great job!!

HOLY COW!  That is a beautiful buck!  I did not know they grew them that size in Georgia! You should be very proud.  Way to go man!  You may be weird, but if that is what weird gets you, I'll take weird over normal any day!

What a monster! Well-done!

       

Congrats!!  

awesome buck!!!  

Wow! That is a monster deer for the Southeast.    

Very nice buck! Well done and congrats!