Daniel takes Cathole 8 Pointer
Background
Knowing that we were looking at a mast crop
failure, all the club members chipped in to
turn several old logging decks into additional food sources to supplement the already
20+ acres of foodplots. We were also hopeful that these smaller "hidey-hole" plots would
encourage more daylight usage after the past two years of carnage we had unleashed
on the female population of Cathole. I had a small area that I had until that point kept to
myself (so I thought).
Several of us headed out in late August with chainsaw, blower and round-up in hand to prepare the canvas. We returned several weeks later to hang stands, spread seed and place trailcams. Things did not get off on the right foot with record droughts and camera malfuntions, bow season was quickly approaching and all we had was stand overlooking a dirt patch.

Once rain was forecasted I was able to convince my wife that an afternoon riding the 4-wheeler was a good idea, but little did she know she had just been drafted into forced labor. We beat the rain and a few weeks later we had a nice little food source just waiting for the right conditions. (Side note: Kim still asks how "her" foodplot is doing, which makes this all the more special) Bow season

came and went without an opportunity to stand post. Unfortunately I had forgotten to leave
the pad for my lock-on and the other Cathole members were not able to fill in for me either.
The hunt
Opening morning of muzzleloader was upon us and conditions were going to be near perfect. I got settled in and besides a pack of coyotes sending chills up my spine with their cackles less than 70 yards away things were very quite most of the morning. At 8:00 I hear what at first was just another tree rat on the far side of the food plot. I look over to see the body of a deer walking slowly thru the woods. I pickup my binos and take a closer look.
Antlers, Check.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 points, Check.
At least 2.5, Check.
Pick-up my Leupold topped - T/C Encore, shooting 150 grains of Pyrodex pushing a 300 grain T/C Shockwave Sabot

and put one thru the boiler room dropping him in his tracks at 65 yards.
167 lbs, 105" and 3.5 years old
The best part is I was able to share it with a group of guys that all had a part in my success. My first year on Cathole I couldn't buy a deer but everyone gave their input and really wanted me to succeed. Now three years later with 2 great bucks soon to be on my wall, alot of does and 10 new friends, I couldn't ask for more.
Thanks guys!!
DP
