Ok...took my annual Veterans Day week off for the hope of an exciting rut filled week of deer action. It was all of that again this year. Young bucks were chasing does like crazy. I saw a total of 15 bucks, 3 of which were shooters for me. I watched young bucks competing for does, grunting like crazy and fighting. The last two years have been awesome for bucks responding to calls. I bleated in or changed the direction of most of the bucks I saw, 9 of them within bow range. I saw 18 other deer mostly Does and Fawns with a couple unknowns. The weather was a little bit of everything, from wet and rainy to cold crisp potato chip leaves. Lots of laughs in camp, great food and a couple nights a few too many brews. So election day I was home the night before and I voted Tuesday morning...I got to camp and was in my stand around 1100 AM and I was going to sit till dark. Somewhere around 1500 the woods came alive. I could hear a serious chase going on and coming my way. About 10 minutes of crashing and banging they were headed my way. Branches breaking and grunts flying a doe with her tongue hanging out went by one of my lanes...then a 4 point and then a spike horn. they ran around me for another 5 minutes. The doe hunched up under a small tree about 45 yards away. The two small bucks circled each other trying to keep the other away from the doe. They were all exhausted. They all rested and I heard some noise behind me. Up came a buck I called El Toro from cam pics. He was fresh...A spike pretty tall and wide, looks like a small bull. He ran off the two other bucks and followed the doe off down the hill. The woods went quiet for a bit. A little after 1600 I hear a deer coming from my right. He finally comes out of the hemlocks and it is a good buck. He is smelling the party from earlier then he goes right over to where the doe stood and he licked the ground and sniffed the entire area. He turned and started to head down hill and I let out bleats until he stopped and looked back. I then let one more bleat out behind the tree and he turned and was headed my way. He passed through a shooting lane about 25 yards...I blatted to stop him and he stopped broadside...put the pin on him and watched my arrow through. I hit about 2 inches lower than I aimed ( it ended up being closer to 30 yards) I took out the bottom of his heart. He dropped less than 100 yards from me and only went about 60 yards total. We had a couple trail cam pictures of him, always nice to kill the deer you have pictures of. I am very happy with the season. I can't wait until next year. Lots of young bucks!