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This is the view to East (leftside) and the West (rightside) out of my hunting blind.  I love this spot.  It sits up on a knoll, there is a pond to the East where lots of wildlife hang out.  It is always quiet even when windy, and deer are not very skiddish protected from the wind and any signs of humans by the surrounding trees.  You can’t see any roads or other blinds from my blind.  In the picture on the left, you can see where my buck came out.  When I spotted him, and he thought he spotted me, he was right under the little cedar between the two birch trees.  He then trotted out in front of me from left to right(North to South) and was shot angling away at about 50 yards.

I passed up another buck this weekend after listening to my brother-in-law talk about how we shoot too many little bucks and they would be bigger next year if we let them go.  He was standing on the trail (see photo on the right).  I was out of my blind helping Doug find and shoot a wounded deer (it had wandered onto our land.  We did not wound it)  I walked up and I spotted him on the trail.  I stalked up and then saw the antlers.  He proceeded to head south (left in the picture) and I moved around the other side of the blind to get a better look when he came out on the south side of the woods.  As he exited the small section of woods, he turned right at me and proceeded to walk slowly to within about 25-35 yards (bow range).  He was a decent 4, a little tall, but narrow.  It was really cool to be that close on the ground with him and out of the blind.  He moved south of me and began to smell the air…busted.  He did not see me, but trotted off to the south to leave that funny smell behind.

So I am holding Doug to this, he said if I let him go, there will be bigger deer next year.  I better see some bigger deer I guess.  We’ll see.