Last Day - Virginia

After a good start to the 2009 deer season, some success during bow season, and a great early muzzleloader season, our general firearms season was pretty slow with lots of rain, warm temperatures, and little deer movement. We almost didn’t hunt on the last day (Saturday, November 28), because we had to pack and get ready to leave for our annual trip to Kansas the next morning. The morning hunt didn’t produce any buck sightings, but the evening looked promising.

We climbed into the stand around 3 p.m. and it wasn’t long before we started seeing deer. Around 5 p.m. I saw four deer come running out of the timber into a pasture field but they were a long way off. Upon taking a closer look through my Nikons, I discovered one was a good looking buck.

Kim and I discussed the situation and decided that if they got close enough, I would take the shot. We watched as they fed on the tender clover growing in the pasture. We must have watched these deer for 30 minutes as they slowly fed in our direction, when more deer came out on the other side of our stand. I knew this was not a good thing because the wind had shifted to that direction and it was only a matter of time until they would be directly downwind of us. Kim kept watching the buck as I watched the deer on the other side. I saw the lead doe suddenly snap to attention and I knew we were busted. She quickly turned and ran for the safety of the timber and did what I hoped she wouldn’t. She blew three or four times and cleared that side of the pasture. Luckily the buck and his doe’s were far enough away that they didn’t run, they only turned and started feeding the other direction.

I told Kim it’s now or never, so I got a good rest on our camera bag, settled the Nikons crosshairs on the top of his shoulder, and squeezed the trigger. At the report of the TC, the buck jumped and ran about 15 yards then stopped looking back. Kim said “I think you shot over him.” I quickly reloaded and settled the crosshairs once again. This time the shot was good. The buck piled up where he stood and never moved. We celebrated a few seconds and then set out to retrieve my buck. After making our way over to where he was, I was excited that I had my second mature buck of the season and had just pulled off one of the best shots I’ve ever made. I would like to thank my camera girl/wife/hunting partner for catching it all on film.

Hunter: Terry Edwards

Cameraman: Kim Edwards