On opening day Robbie hunted the ground blind at Robbie’s Corner and
saw several bucks and does. The next morning, in spite of a downpour, Robbie
went to the blind again. After all, the weather report was
scattered thunderstorms. But they weren’t scattered where we are.
When he drove to where he normally parks the vehicle 8 deer jumped
up and ran off, they were bedded down. Robbie saw 2 unidentified
That afternoon Robbie switched stands to a tripod in a strip of oak
trees. As Robbie told me, “It was the best hunt I’ve ever had in my
life, without killing a deer. I stopped counting after 25. The most
outstanding part of the hunt was having two groups of 7 bucks. Both
groups at two different times were all around me, eating acorns and
browsing. I saw deer from the time I got into the tripod until I got
out. I knew this narrow strip of woods was the place to be.”
Monday morning was very overcast with a light mist in the air. Robbie
got to the tripod stand and settled in. At first light he saw deer down
the strip to his left feeding under the many acorn trees. And coming in
A four point was the first deer in. It walked between the legs of the
tripod as it browsed on freshly fallen acorns. More deer came into the
area. One was a very big doe. They browsed on the acorns for a long
Robbie decided to take the big doe. He had his bow in his lap and
slowly raised it. When he hooked his release on the string a deer
behind him snorted. The doe ran 10 yards and stopped and looked back.
The doe returned to the acorns.
Robbie caught movement to his left and slowly turned his head just
enough to see what was coming. It was a buck with a dark rack … with
tall times … a ten pointer. The buck walked between the doe and the
tripod and stopped 12 yards away and browsed near the doe. Robbie was
still hooked up and had his bow in a ready position.
Once again, the deer behind him snorted. It startled the doe and she
bolted. The buck followed her at a walk. Robbie lost sight of the doe.
The 10-point stopped and watched the doe. It was 30 yards away and
standing broadside. Robbie drew his bow. Something made a little noise
during the draw and the buck looked in Robbie’s direction. Robbie was
not on him yet and didn’t want to make any motion and get busted. He
held at full draw.
Surprise! The 10-point walked directly at the tripod! Robbie realized
that the buck planned on passing him but didn’t know if he would pass
on the right or left.
It went left and stopped 6 yards away. Robbie was still at full draw
and put his pin on his vitals and made his shot. The buck ran back the
way it had come. Robbie knew he had a good hit but waited 45 minutes
before he returned to camp.
I was coming back from my blind when Robbie drove up. By the look on his face I knew he had something good to tell me.
A tradition on our deer lease is that when someone shoots a buck
everybody present helps recover it. We picked up Donald Duck and John
Askew as well as Perry Wicker. Perry brought along his basset-corgi dog
Shorty which he said could track the buck.
Robbie’s arrow was soaked with blood. We had a poor blood trail,
however, that did not slow down Shorty. He walked slowly through the
weeds, smelling them and pressing forward, right to the buck.
Truthfully, we would have easily found the buck without Shorty’s sharp
nose, it ran 80 yards and collided with the fence near Robbie’s Corner
stand and dropped.
Robbie has bowhunted for 20 years and this fat, big racked 10-point is
his best buck yet.
His broadhead was a 100 grain Grim Reaper RazorTip.
He got a complete pass through and his arrow was sticking in the
ground. The camouflage that all the deer and the buck did not see was
Sticks N Limbs, complete with Sticks N Limbs face mask and cap. His bow
was a Bear Code set at 60 pounds.
Above is my hunting buddy of 20 years, Robbie Cramer with his 2009 bomber buck and me.
Today it was Robbie’s time for a big buck. Congratulations.