The morning of October 29, 2010 finally gave me the perfect NW wind I was waiting for to hunt a certain stand in the area we hunt in central Michigan. As I had hoped, this buck showed up and provided me a shot. As I let the arrow go, a branch deflected the arrow and gashed across his back. As he crashed off, I knew I was going to have to leave this one sit and that it may just be a muscle wound.
After giving him several hours I took up the trail and was encouraged by the sign. I had reached what I thought was the end but saw something on a tree 60 yards away. As I moved in to investigate, there lay my buck bedded and alert.
I spent the next 3 hours belly crawling through a cedar swamp to close the distance to 30 yards, but couldn't get a shot without risking him getting up and running. I called my son, who was just getting out of school and asked for his help. I explained to him where I was at, and we devised a plan to have him move in from behind the buck. I watched and tried to keep the buck distracted with slight noises as my son stalked within 25 yards and put a perfect final shot into his ribcage. This will be one of the greatest father/son moments we'll ever experience!
Editor's Note: Nice teamwork Chad and Cody!
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