Tuesdays are the NFL\u2019s only day off during the season which does not leave me with many days to hunt.\u00a0 So, hopefully, when a Tuesday during bow season rolls around, the weather is cooperating.\u00a0\u00a0 I had not done much hunting in the first weeks of the season, so having a day off towards the end of October I figured I\u2019d give it a shot.\u00a0 It was the morning of October 19th\u00a0and the farmers had recently cut down the corn pushing the deer back into the woods for cover.\u00a0 During the summertime I scouted a patch of woods towards the back of the property that I thought would have had the least amount of pressure on the deer and found a decent tree to use my climber on.\u00a0 I like to be set up in the tree stand before first light but as usual that seems to never be the case. I remember that morning like it was yesterday and when I finish the story you\u2019ll see why.I ended up getting set up about 30 minutes after first light, hoping I didn\u2019t create to much commotion while climbing up the tree.\u00a0 The next thing I heard kind of caught me off guard; it was a gunshot.\u00a0 To give you an idea on how close the shots were, I could hear the pellets hitting the treetops.\u00a0 Thinking to myself, \u201cMaybe this wasn\u2019t the best morning to hunt\u2026\u201d To my surprise, within twenty minutes, a doe was moving from my left to right about fifty yards away.\u00a0 The first thing that caught my eye was her signature white tail which was straight up in the air. While getting my bow situated, just in case I would have a shot, I could see movement behind her it was a young eight point trailing about twenty yards behind.\u00a0 Don\u2019t forget all this time the geese hunters were still firing away!\u00a0 After watching the doe and buck gracefully walk away I felt my luck had changed.\u00a0 The next five minutes is what has got me addicted to bow hunting!For some reason I don\u2019t remember hearing anything but I looked over my left shoulder to see a blur of antlers.\u00a0 Knowing right away that he was a shooter.\u00a0 I drew my bow only realizing that there was a minor problem.\u00a0 When I drew my bow back, the strap from my safety harness was in the way because I am left handed.\u00a0 The next ten seconds describe what bow\u00a0hunting is all about.\u00a0 Letting the pressure off my bow I spun around to the\u00a0other side of the tree realizing I only cleared shooting\u00a0lanes towards the front of my stand. \u00a0I looked ahead and picked out what I thought was the path that the buck was walking and ranged the closest tree at twenty-seven yards.\u00a0 I let the arrow fly; I didn\u2019t have a clear view of the arrow hitting the deer so I decided to stay put in my stand for an hour.\u00a0 This year I switched to expandable broad heads looking for larger blood trails and I was not disappointed.\u00a0 I\u2019m pretty sure I was almost jogging through the woods following the blood trail. The Buck was laying about forty yards from where I shot him and he had somehow found his way into the thickest brush he could find.\u00a0 The real work was about to begin but man was I excited!