Trevor is trying out for our Pro-Staff and I think he is off to a great start with this story…. We look forward to his next one!
By: Trevor Simmons
It started out just like any other early muzzleloader season morning. I headed out trying to connect with an elusive four point buck. I’d been after him since my Dad told me about him. I had seen him during bow season a few times myself. This buck had slipped by me three times already this season and it wasn’t going to happen again.
I climbed up in my two man ladder stand well before daylight overlooking a cutover and settled in for the day’s hunt. As daylight broke the scamper of squirrels filled the woods behind me. Then the songbirds began their early morning songs. It had been about an hour since sun rise when a doe stepped out about 150 yards away, but after a few seconds immediately went back in the woods.
About 30 minutes after the doe stepped out I heard a “crack” behind me about 70 yards but didn’t pay any attention to it. Then a few moments later I heard the distinct sound of a deer walking behind me. I turned slowly and there he was standing 40 yards just on the other side of a small creek. The buck I had been waiting for all season was now within range. So I went ahead and turned fully around and got my gun ready as he closed the distance.
As I cocked the hammer on my muzzleloader he spooked back up the hill. It was now or never! I hollered to get him to stop, and as soon as he did I dropped the hammer and white smoke filled the air. As the smoke cleared I could see his white belly 36 yards away. I began to thank God for the chance on this elusive four point buck. Now, I couldn’t wait to call and tell my Dad about the whole hunt.
