Hunter: Clae Mathis
Points: 8 (4L, 4R)
This hunt almost never happened. I have had a really bad ingrown toenail for like three months, and I called and got an appointment for Thursday November, 15. The only time they had open was during the day, so I just decided to take the whole day off. I figured if I was going to take the whole day off, I could hunt that morning. I got in the stand at about 6, and sat in the dark for about 45 minutes before I could see. It had rained for about four days straight, and it was finally lightening up. I watched a young 8-pointer (probably a 3-year-old) in front of me debating on whether or not I was going to shoot him. Finally, he chased some does off. I was going to mess with him a little bit and grunt to him. When I grunted, sure enough a buck started coming straight toward me. When he got to about 30 yards, I could see that it was a different buck. This was an older 8-pointer that looked rough. He looked run down and had a white face with a swollen neck. He was looking straight at me, and I decided to shoot him straight on in the neck. He dropped straight backwards and never moved again. His rack isn't very impressive, but I sure was glad to take him.