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Date:12/5/2009

  Well this last fall I had only a few chances to get out to bowhunt.  The first time was mid October, as I walked down the trail I saw a tree and thought 'that looks like a good spot,' then I second guessed myself and moved about twenty yards further.  The spot was close to one I had hunted before, I knew that I wouldn't probally see any action until right at dark.  As the dark started to set in and I thought about getting down, then I noticed movement and had three does coming towards me.  It was getting dark and I knew if I was going to shoot it had to be now.  I ranged the deer at about 30 yards, or 5 yards from the tree I had originally chosen.  As I drew back I noticed a tree right in front of me, so I had to lean out a little bit and I let it fly.  Was it a little too dark, probally.  Did my aluma-nok work, no.  I climbed down and had to get out my flashlight to look for my arrow, which I found floating in the creek right behind where the deer was standing.  What I recieved was a clean miss and an ego check.

Redemption

  The first of november rolled around and I went back to the same tree.  To my suprise I had deer coming in behind me before dusk.  As the first one came into range I was standing, but she came in right behind me.  The doe stopped right behind me at 20 yards, then looked right at me.  Although she was unable to get a good read on me and blew at me and hopped out to 40 yards.  She was really wanting to go past me and was walking at 40 yards broadside.  I saw I would have one shot when she cleared a few trees.  I drew back and looked through my peep and couldn't see her so I opened my eyes and she was facing me.  This is where I remember all the hunting shows I have ever seen that preach shot selection.  I knew it was a bad shot to take with the deer walking toward me, she stopped at what I thought to be 35 yards.  I let it fly and although it wasn't the best shot it worked out this time.  I guess it was redemption for the the miss a few weeks earlier.