It was Sunday night of the MN bow opener my brother Brandon and I went out deer hunting. The weather was cold, windy and there was a light rain/drizzle. This was the first good cold front of the season and there was no way I wasn't going to be in a stand .I brought out my lone wolf stand with me that night cause I knew that I wanted to be on or near our destination corn field with this front coming in. I decided I would throw it up off the corn field that the farmer had been chopping for cattle. He had left strips of corn still standing, and with the cold front coming through I figured this could even get a buck on its feet early. I sat most of the night and watched plenty of doe's and fawns working their way to the field. With 15-20 minutes left of light I thought I might as well try the "can call" a couple times and see if I can get one of these deer close enough for a shot. About a minute or two after calling I saw a nice buck enter the field. He paralleled one of the corn strips and started slowly walking my direction from about 150 yds out. He closed the distance to about 80 yds when he decided to pop into one of the still standing corn strips. I thought this is my chance to coax him in. I grabbed my grunt call and grunted softly twice at him. I figured now that he was in the corn it would be a lot harder for him to pick out my exact location out. After I called he popped out of the corn and started walking right in....I just held tight and waited for him to close the distance. As he went behind some limbs of the cedar tree I was sitting in I drew my bow and waited for him to pop out on the other side of the limb. As he emerged on the other side of the limb he appeared to be looking for the buck that he had just heard. I aimed....put the pin behind his shoulder and quietly grunted with my mouth....He instantly stopped..... the pin was settled in so I let him have it!!! The arrow struck perfect and my blazer vanes vanished instantly. He took off with his head and tail down and his body super close to the ground. It was probably the fastest I have ever seen a deer run....there was no bounding or jumping going on here...he was there then instantly out of sight. I waited a while and got to gather with my Dad and Brother at decided to take up the trail. We ended up finding the buck later that night, but I owe them a huge thanks because without there help I wouldn’t have found him (I’m color blind to reds and green).My buck ended up making it about 70-80 yds from where I shot him...he was on the trail. This season has been a blast so far and I can't wait to try my luck in Iowa this year. I Hope all that read this enjoyed the story and the pictures... good luck to everyone else this year! I look forward to reading your stories and seeing your pictures. God Bless
Picture #1 - How we found him
Picture #2 - Me with Buck 19" Inside Spread
Picture #3 - Me with Buck 141" Gross Green Score
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