By Michael Metz
Sunday October 30, 2011, I was in my stand early for the afternoon hunt. A few hours had passed with nothing showing and I was ready to pack it in. I looked up just in time to see the back of a deer walk behind a big willow tree.
Standing up and grabbing my bow I figured a big doe was coming my way. When it stepped out from behind the tree I realize the doe was a huge buck. He was by himself just milling around, but not in any of my shooting lanes. He stopped behind a small tree, made a scrape, and started walking away from me. I thought, "Here goes a buck of a lifetime and I didn't even get a chance".
He took about five steps and for some reason turned around a came back to the tree. I came to full draw and waited for him to step into my lane. He stepped in at 30 yards and I hit my release. I heard a loud crack as the buck jumped, ran about 10 yards, and stopped. He looked around and just walked of like nothing happened. I thought I missed the biggest buck I've ever seen in front of me.
I sat in my stand for a good twenty minutes wondering what happened. When I finally got down and found my arrow covered in blood and couldn't believe it. I backed out of the woods and called a friend to help track him. I had good blood, but not knowing where I hit him, we left him for the morning.
Monday morning we picked up the blood trail and walked up on a buck bigger the I thought. I couldn't believe after years of hunting I finally killed a buck. I didn't realize how big he was. The local taxidermist green scored him at 146.5 gross and 145.25 net typical 8-point.