Tennessee is not what you typically think of as a trophy buck state. With a multiple buck limit and 2 full months of gun hunting it makes it tough on any archery hunter to tag a quality animal....as if it was easy anyway!!!!
November 18th, 19th, and 20th will be 3 days that 4 hunters will never forget.
November 18th (Evening)
Matt (OS2) had a great deer frequenting one of his smaller farms. Tucked into suburbia an uncut bean field and a highly manicured clover food plot became a deer magnet for the area. Pressure is everything and this farm had been left alone for months. Matt (out of buck tags) placed Eric (estuard) on a fence crossing coming from a 3 acre thicket leading to the beans/clover. Matt sat on the other side of the farm and watched a 130\" 8pt and 14 doe cross the field and feed. Eric wasn\'t seeing anything. Feeling as if the 8pt that Matt saw was the target, spirits were pretty low. Eric did a short grunt sequence and in a short time later he was face to face with the best buck of his life. A well placed shot quickly downed this 137\" 8pt.
November 19th (Morning)
On a whim, I decided to sit a completely different place than discussed with friends. Standing beans being the theme of the week I had a hunch the deer maybe sucked up to them instead of the main part of the farm. I sat the toe of a ridge about 400 yards from the bean field. I saw two small bucks early that morning well out shooting range coming off of the beans. About 7:45 I heard a limb break directly downwind about 40 yards away. The best buck of my life was walking directly towards my tree. He stopped at 15 yards with zero shot angle and a large beech tree between us. My minimal scent stopped his continual gate and brought him some concern and uncertainty. He stood still for around 30 seconds then decided to take the last two healthy steps of his life into my lane at 10 yards. I watched him go down but I decided to wait on my Dad and Matt to retrieve because you only get first impressions once and it is undoubtedly better with people that share your passion. 131 6/8. My best buck ever.
November 20th
Matt taking a lifelong friend, James, and his last buck tag to a thick bluff bordering a small river and you guessed it....a small uncut bean field. Another target buck was seen by another friend and knowing the land like he does....Matt picked the correct tree again! In this bucks bedroom a large 11pt lazily followed a doe in and out of thick cover for over an hour. Coming in to unshootable areas at 30 and leaving for minutes at a time to return for another torturous come and go session of adrenaline through the tandem hunters\' veins. Filming this buck for an hour and watching him come in for the last time. James made a deathly shot at 10 yards on the best buck of his life a 142 3/8 11pt.
3 Popes in 3 days.
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November 18th, 19th, and 20th will be 3 days that 4 hunters will never forget.
November 18th (Evening)
Matt (OS2) had a great deer frequenting one of his smaller farms. Tucked into suburbia an uncut bean field and a highly manicured clover food plot became a deer magnet for the area. Pressure is everything and this farm had been left alone for months. Matt (out of buck tags) placed Eric (estuard) on a fence crossing coming from a 3 acre thicket leading to the beans/clover. Matt sat on the other side of the farm and watched a 130\" 8pt and 14 doe cross the field and feed. Eric wasn\'t seeing anything. Feeling as if the 8pt that Matt saw was the target, spirits were pretty low. Eric did a short grunt sequence and in a short time later he was face to face with the best buck of his life. A well placed shot quickly downed this 137\" 8pt.
November 19th (Morning)
On a whim, I decided to sit a completely different place than discussed with friends. Standing beans being the theme of the week I had a hunch the deer maybe sucked up to them instead of the main part of the farm. I sat the toe of a ridge about 400 yards from the bean field. I saw two small bucks early that morning well out shooting range coming off of the beans. About 7:45 I heard a limb break directly downwind about 40 yards away. The best buck of my life was walking directly towards my tree. He stopped at 15 yards with zero shot angle and a large beech tree between us. My minimal scent stopped his continual gate and brought him some concern and uncertainty. He stood still for around 30 seconds then decided to take the last two healthy steps of his life into my lane at 10 yards. I watched him go down but I decided to wait on my Dad and Matt to retrieve because you only get first impressions once and it is undoubtedly better with people that share your passion. 131 6/8. My best buck ever.
November 20th
Matt taking a lifelong friend, James, and his last buck tag to a thick bluff bordering a small river and you guessed it....a small uncut bean field. Another target buck was seen by another friend and knowing the land like he does....Matt picked the correct tree again! In this bucks bedroom a large 11pt lazily followed a doe in and out of thick cover for over an hour. Coming in to unshootable areas at 30 and leaving for minutes at a time to return for another torturous come and go session of adrenaline through the tandem hunters\' veins. Filming this buck for an hour and watching him come in for the last time. James made a deathly shot at 10 yards on the best buck of his life a 142 3/8 11pt.
3 Popes in 3 days.
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