This is what one must be able to accept with any kind of bow hunting. I am sitting in a tree and thinking to myself, wouldn't it be great if I shot a huge buck today. The last and also the first deer I shot with a trad bow was in 1996 when I first started to hunt, it was a doe. I spined her and had to get down and do what everyone of us would have done in the same situation. I switched to a wheeler so that would never happen again, or so I thought.

I put the treestand in today and was sitting there scanning the area constantly because it was so windy. Low and behold there he is 15 yds. from my tree, the biggest buck I have ever had a chance at, or do I ? He is standing there looking away from me next to a tree which had fallen but was still alive and growing horizontally with all the branches going vertical loaded with leaves. NO SHOT, I'm watching him  rub the branch of his choice and I can't do anything. Then he takes a step which opens a small tiny opening, and I think to my self, I can make that shot. No sooner do I think this, when he starts to walk away very slowly.

Oh well, there is always tomorrow.

He'll be back. Get a pair of pruning shears and cut some of those upright limbs. Hap

I know who you feel man..my whole season has been like that so far.

Learning experience.

Savor the moment;when something like this happens to me,I think about my family over in Germany,and how they may never experience that sesation.

I'm sure there are tons of stories like this, I am not new to the highs and lows of bow hunting, yet like all of you I keep coming back for the sheer thrill of it. Would I have been happier if I shot that buck, of course, but am also happy to have seen that buck that close, You bet I am !

sounds exciting Ken, hope you run into him again.

Hi Dan,

If I had a shot, he would have been shot with the Palmer recurve I bought from you!