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Hello Flex-Fletch,

How are you? Good I hope. I just returned yesterday from an Oregon "DIY" trip on public land. It was really tough hunting mentally for me. Oregon = daily rain.

The first several days we didn't see hardly any deer, does included. The signs were there. We kept on looking. On day three of the hunt I finally found an area that actually had buck sign. There was a small area that looked like two bucks had been there fighting. There were also some small rubs on nearby tress. I finally decided that was enough to convince me to setup a tree stand just inside the timberline 70 yards away from all my found buck sign. The third time I hunted that stand it was 26 degrees, finally got a little snow that night.

I had been in my stand a little under 2 hours. I rattled and grunted a bit. Within 5 minutes a doe came into view. She was walking straight down to me slowly feeding here and there. Then I saw the buck that was following her. My heart was pounding so hard. I kept telling myself over and over, " Just pick a spot and relax". I saw the buck raise himself on his rear legs to reach some leaves as he feed towards me. The doe turned on another trail I setup on and veered left 10 yards from my stand. The buck was walking about 15 yards behind her. He finally was right in front of me and looked right up at me. He just kept looking and looking. He finally put his head down and took a step in the direction the doe went. That placed his head right behind a tree. I pulled my bow back and looked for the spot. His leg jetted out like he might have heard or caught something he didn't like.

It was too late. The 333-grain arrow left my bow at 293 feet per second and totally destroyed his shoulder finding its way deep into his lung. He exploded and was out of view within several seconds. Recovery was easy in the snow. He grossed 119 inches. With deductions (green score) he is around 109". He weighed approximately 160-175.

After field dressing his broken shoulder was full of nickel sized bone fragments. His shoulder was totally devastated. Muzzy 100 grain broadheads and flex fletch 360's did it again.

Thanks again for your support and giving me the confidence I needed for harvesting my best buck to date. Keep in touch and enjoy the picture. Thanks again for everything.  See the picture   Gallery

Sincerely,
Brian H Kirksey

 
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