Joey Brooks

It was December 16, 2009.  My good friend Shane Robinson took me hunting

at Robinson Farms.   We met at the store after school and work at 3:45.

We quickly changed clothes and talked.  We decided he would go to the tri-pod and I would go to the T-field (Joe's Field).  We said a prayer asking God for safety, contentment, and to bless us with a buck.  He told me to sneek up to the shoothouse and scan the field before I got into the shoothouse.  The last time he enter the stand around 4:00 does were already in the field.  I walked to the field looked around and didnt see any deer so I got into the shoothouse.  I took my pack off, sat my gun in the corner, sat down opened the window, and there was a deer in the lane all I could see was the body his head was behind some pine trees.  Then I saw another deer in the other lane and it popped into my mind that the first deers body was alot bigger.  I immediately got my gun out the window and he turned where I could see his rack.  I counted eight tines with huge brows and saw that he spread was outside his ears.  He started walking straight towards me and was headed out of the field so I sqeezed the shot off.  I saw him favor his front shoulder as he ran out.  I thought I heard him crash.  Shane called me immediately we had only been in the stand for a minute.  He said what did you get you lucky succer.  I said a mounter.  He got down and helped me track him down.  This is the second buck in two years he has put me on, what a great friend.  Thanks, Shane.