Camo | January 30, 2010

I was hunting at “Bull Bones”, on the top of a canyon in a little pinch point where a few good bucks had been seen, including Tines Nine. It was an evening hunt over some hand fed corn. At about 5:00, deer started coming in, mostly small does and small bucks. I was starting to think no shooter bucks were going to show, but all of a sudden I heard footsteps from behind me. I already had my bow in my hand and 10 yards to my right out came a buck, and it was him, Tines Nine. He entered my shooting lane as I drew back at 20 yards but he didn’t stop. I was still holding my bow back waiting for him to appear in one of my lanes. After about 90 seconds he finally stepped out in my left shooting lane at 30 yards and I let the Rage fly. It made a good thump and deer scattered. After all the dust cleared I could see my arrow with my binoculars, it was a clean pass through so I sat there shaking until dark. I got down after dark and went back to the truck and called Rick. We met at Bull Bones and after looking at the arrow we decided the shot was a little far back so we backed out to wait until morning before going to look for him. After a sleepless night, we went back in the morning with plenty of good help including Pebbles the tracking dog. After a fairly short time, Pebbles found the pot of gold…dead deer down. He had gone about 125 yards and died in his first bed. After a bunch of celebrating, I had Tines Nine, by far my best buck ever. Thanks to Rick, Tammy, Yerger and Jay Ledbetter for some great memories and a great hunt.

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Camo | January 7, 2010

Thanks Buffalo Mountain Hunts and Rick & Tammy,

The Hunt:
I will never forget this hunt. I started at 5:00am on the last day of the season. I had movement since I sat down; first two elk at 7 yards in front of me, then three spikes. At around 5:30 I heard Rick’s truck driving down the road.  I’m sitting in the tent at Sandy Field and Rick started his feeder- corning the road for me. Well I was hit by a barrage of corn.  Surely I thought he was aiming at me, needless to say five minutes later deer started to feed on the corn.  I got my bow ready and sat real still. About an hour later there were thirty deer feeding at my feeder. I was nervous and did not to move an inch. There were sixty eyes and ears to catch any flaws I had. There were three definite shooters 27 yards from me.  Thanks to a fawn they spooked, inevitable with that many deer around, so I patiently waited and, what do you know, my buck walks out and started to feed broadside at 27 yards. I drew back and set my pin on him and struck him good – double lunged!  I watched him fall at the edge of the field. I about came unglued. Tiger had nothing on my ‘fist pump’ that morning! A GREAT HUNT!!!

The Thanks:
This was my first buck with a bow and man what a thrill it was, Thank you.  First off, Rick I have never met such an intelligent and witty man as you. Those big bucks out there are like your kids. You know where they are at all times. I have seen deer almost every time I’ve sat in a blind. Now how do I thank Tammy? She fed me well. Quesadilla’s, cake, and pudding, you name it.  All blue ribbon winners!  You guys mean a lot to the world of hunting as I know it, but beyond the woods you two are amazingly kind hearted. Being in the USAF I know freedom isn’t free.  Never have I met finer folks who have such an appreciation for those who serve than you – Rick and Tammy!  God speed and see you when I get back from Afghanistan to do it again.  Justin Henry.

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