
Saturday: Dad and I went out to this spot on the King's River that we have been hunting for a while now. He asked me to come film for him while he shot a doe. So we woke up early and we were in the stand at about 6:00 AM. At about 6:45 here comes a big fat doe walking down the old loggin road that we were overlooking. Dad waits until the doe is behind a tree and stands up to get ready for a shot. Meanwhile, I get the camera turned on and begin filming. It is just enough daylight to get a good picture on the camera. The doe makes her way to 10 yards, but she is walking towards us so there is no shot. All of a sudden she looks up and we get BUSTED! The doe takes off and we just looked at eachother and laughed. At 7:15 another doe starts coming down the road. This time Dad stays sitting in his stand in hopes to not get busted again. I get the camera started again and I hear something to my right. It was two spikes coming down the road from the opposite direction of the doe. I move the camera to them and begin filming them for a few seconds. Then I notice something about twenty yards infront of dad walking straight towards us through the thick part of the woods. When I turn my head all I see are horns. He was walking fast and was getting close so I knew I had to get the camera on him because it was going to happen quickly. I got the camera on him, Dad draws and makes a great shot and we hear him crash about a 75 yards away. Both of us were in disbelief, we were just going to try to kill a doe not expecting a nice buck to come by. The buck ended up scoring 132 1/2 which is a pretty good ten point in NW Arkansas. It's ironic that we went out there to kill a doe and got busted, and if we hadn't have gotten busted we would never have seen that buck. What a hunt.
Sunday: Sarah and I had been hunting this spot overlooking a field in which the deer had been using quite a bit. We set up the Ameristep ground blind last week hoping that the deer would get used to it by the weekend. We had pictures on the Moultrie trail cam of two good bucks in the area. One is a mid 130s ten point and the other is a low 120s 8 point. We had been hunting this spot every afternoon for four days straight and had not seen the big ten or the 8. So we went out Sunday afternoon thinking we had a good chance since a cold front was coming though. The plan was she was going to video me if the ten came in but she was going to bring her crossbow in case the 8 point showed up and I would take the camera. After being in the blind for about 1/2 an hour it began to rain. It sure is nice and cozy in a ground blind when it's cold and rainy out. At about 4:30 I spot a buck coming from our right. I noticed that it was a buck that we had not seen before and that it was an 8 point. I told sarah "give me the camera and get your bow." The buck came in and after what seemed like forever but was actually a couple minutes. She squeezed off the shot and smoked him. I was so excited that I could hardly keep the camera still. She had just shot her first buck ever! I think I was more nervous than she was. We gave it a while but I knew he was hit hard. She was using a Rage 2 blade broadhead so I knew that he could not have gone very far. Since it was raining, I didn't want to wait too long incase the blood trail got washed away. We walked down to where he exited the field and saw him laying about 40 yards away. We were both so excited that she had shot her first deer. I could not have been more proud. What a great weekend!














