. It was three o'clock when I reached camp and there was work to do. Tarps had to be retied, leaves needed to be cleaned out and fire wood had to be collected. Tomorow was the opener of deer seceson and I wanted to be right there when Mr. Buckey came calling. In my mind, I kept going overthe plans for the next day. Paicents, not being my best suite , usualy gets the best of me and I start walking around. The weather had been warm so it was easer to stay put longer

At 6:30 I made my way to a grove of pines on a knowl in the thicker part of the woods. I had taken deer here before and this year there was a rub line through the area

Three hours came and went. Numerous shouts were heard in the distance and doubt started to creap in. Was this realy the best spot? You know how that goes

I was getting uncomphertable seting for so long but was not ready to give up on that spot yet. Moving around, I was able to lye down, maeby catch a couple z's, but my plans for a nap were rudely interupted by a lot of grunting and snorting. I turned over just in time to see three deer run past at 50 yd., one of which was a nice buck. " Well " I though, "I'll never see

them again". 30 seconds later the noise started again and the same deer came back and stoped about 25yd. from my stand. AAs you know, its hard enough to shoot a deer when your sitting up let alone laying down. Rolling over on my side, I put the bead of my 54cal. black powder rifel on the biggest buck i'v seen in 30 years of hunting. The 400gr. holow point did its job and the buck nevermoved from that spot. The two does he was with just stood there with my handgun just out of reach

It was 200yd back to camp and it took me a good two hours to get him there. There was no way I was going to drag him the mile out to the road. Another hunter that had hunting privilages had a four wheeler and it took three people to get him on it

Of all the deer i'v taken, this is the first I felt worthy enough to get mounted.