That's a great buck and a great story. Congrats.
Welcome to the boards.
Welcome to the boards. 
Another mature buck down
I just read the thread by “Trailcam Guy” and had that “deja vue” feeling. I had a similar experience on 11-9-19 in upstate N.Y.. It was 19 degrees and heavy snows a couple days prior had snow clinging to every tree, branch and twig. I elected to stay grounded due to the conditions, sitting in a thick hedgerow of brush and hickory trees on a folding stool. I pruned a small window to shoot out of the hide ...no more than 18”-20” wide. I was wearing heavy medium brown wool camo. I’m looking up a 10’ wide mowed path in a heavy brush bedding area. I can see all the way to the end of the trail where it “Ts” into an 8ntersecring trail.
So at about 9:00 I see a decent 8 point come out about 125 yards away right under one of my stands. Works the overhead branch, scrapes and continues on across and out of my sight. Moments later a larger mature, wide racked buck came out same spot....works the branch, scrapes and proceeds on into the thicket. So I’m enjoying the hell out of all this, too much so to feel disappointment with them not having come my way. Not 5 minutes later yet another big rack steps out same place and does the branch thing but unlike the others he turns my way and begins coming my way. I’m pretty excited and watching him with my Vortex binos...he’s a beauty. I’m thinking to myself you’ve got no chance...no chance. I’d earlier picked out a snow covered lump of grass in the trail and ranged it at 48 yards. So happens that’s where my bottom crosshair hits....consistently....as in every time. So he stops periodically and browses but also stops and stares right at me. Then comes a little further, browses, stares me down and so forth. This goes on and now I’m getting wound up pretty tight...as in tighter than a snare drum. Long story shortened, I at some point realized he was standing at that clump of grass. He was almost dead on facing me but angled slightly maybe 4-5 degrees off of head on. My thinking was I’ve practiced this 48 yard shot all fall and here we are. I’d passed several younger bucks and here was this mature buck. He was literally looking right at me. I had a solid rest elbows on the knees...solid. At the shot he dropped like a sack of potatoes and never got up. It turns out the arrow entered the lower third of the neck and severed his spine. The entry wound was rather huge for the fixed blade Parker Red Hot broadhead. I believe he saw my tawny brown coat through the shooting window and thought it was a doe and seeing as this was the sweet spot of the rut in this area he was going to investigate. My first deer with crossbow and honestly I’m still astonished at how lethal that crossbow is.
So at about 9:00 I see a decent 8 point come out about 125 yards away right under one of my stands. Works the overhead branch, scrapes and continues on across and out of my sight. Moments later a larger mature, wide racked buck came out same spot....works the branch, scrapes and proceeds on into the thicket. So I’m enjoying the hell out of all this, too much so to feel disappointment with them not having come my way. Not 5 minutes later yet another big rack steps out same place and does the branch thing but unlike the others he turns my way and begins coming my way. I’m pretty excited and watching him with my Vortex binos...he’s a beauty. I’m thinking to myself you’ve got no chance...no chance. I’d earlier picked out a snow covered lump of grass in the trail and ranged it at 48 yards. So happens that’s where my bottom crosshair hits....consistently....as in every time. So he stops periodically and browses but also stops and stares right at me. Then comes a little further, browses, stares me down and so forth. This goes on and now I’m getting wound up pretty tight...as in tighter than a snare drum. Long story shortened, I at some point realized he was standing at that clump of grass. He was almost dead on facing me but angled slightly maybe 4-5 degrees off of head on. My thinking was I’ve practiced this 48 yard shot all fall and here we are. I’d passed several younger bucks and here was this mature buck. He was literally looking right at me. I had a solid rest elbows on the knees...solid. At the shot he dropped like a sack of potatoes and never got up. It turns out the arrow entered the lower third of the neck and severed his spine. The entry wound was rather huge for the fixed blade Parker Red Hot broadhead. I believe he saw my tawny brown coat through the shooting window and thought it was a doe and seeing as this was the sweet spot of the rut in this area he was going to investigate. My first deer with crossbow and honestly I’m still astonished at how lethal that crossbow is.
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Grats and welcome! I wasn't gonna read the whole dang thing..., but crap! I couldn't stop myself!!! lol
Ya blab pretty good, man!!!
lolYa blab pretty good, man!!!
Congrats. Great buck and story. You ramble well ... 
Beautiful 10 pointer!!! Congrats Sir and that's quite a story. First deer with a crossbow??? Good luck beating that one now!
Its going to be fun trying though!!! Congrats again!
Ya, I hate to say it, but chest on shots are often disasters...! My buddy almost lost a doe that way...it seems that unless both wind bags are poked good, they will go and go....I think ya actually got lucky this time, no offense meant though, man. Just a friendly heads up. I hope ya don't mind us say'n...?
Or, maybe you were sure you'd hit the right spot, then way to go!
Interesting, man!!! So ya had no issues with penetration with all the bone and mass in the chest even?
Like I say, my buddy had a bad experience, but then he's shoot'n an old school recurve....Maybe crossbows just pile through everything better!?
Not arguing with ya either. I like to learn this way!
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