Hunter: Ron Shepard Jr.
Points: 10 (5L, 5R)
It was a Sunday afternoon about 3:30 before I settled into my climber. In the past, I had tried hunting from a 15-foot tripod in a field next to the branch I was in with no luck. That being said, I decided to climb a tall oak about 40 yards off the field in a branch/dry creek bed. It was about 5:30 p.m., and I had all but given up when I heard leaves shuffling behind me. Looking to my right straight behind me was a big doe easing into the branch from the field. She had to have crossed the trail I used to my climber but never knew I was there. Being directly behind me, I had no shot on her so I just listened to her shuffle off. Thought to myself, "At least I saw something." Then I saw him come to the edge of the woods from the field about 30 yards straight in front of me. Heart pounding, I saw big antlers and scrambled to get my gun up and on him before he saw me. He stopped behind a big oak and paused. Focusing on the left side of the oak, waiting on him to step out seemed like forever. Then he did and I fired. I heard him run directly away from me but didn't know if I had hit him or not. I didn't hear him crash so I was doubtful. After waiting about 5 minutes, I descended down the tree in my climber faster than I ever had before and started looking for a blood trail. It didn't take long and I found a lot of blood. He made it about 40 yards and crashed in a dry creek bed. I could not believe it, I got him. Several hunters within a 7 mile radius have pictures of this deer and even nicknamed him "Long Brow". No doubt in my mind, I was blessed on this day. Thank you Lord!