Is this hunting?

So the other day (back in october) I went out hunting. It was my first time out with my new bow. I was up north for the first time this season and hadn't done any scouting yet. So I head out to Granville and check the fields. Nothin to the south. Beets 1/2 mile out to the northeast. So obviously I opt for the north side. I walk the field edge in, looking for a trail to set up on. I come across two promising trails just east of the corner. Unfortunately, I can't cover both and the wind is from the north. So I decide that I'll just sit in the oak on the corner and glass for the evening. I settle into position in the oak and enjoy the day. A short time passes, then I hear a deer snort to the south. Not suprising, wind from the north and all. Oh-well, it's still a nice warm day. It's getting later, and I'm cooling down from the hike in, so I start slowly putting my gloves on and spook a buck that was coming to cross the river by my stand. Shoot! I didn't get a great look, but I thought it was a decent 8 pointer. Oh-well, not a shooter.

About sundown, I look east and see a deer walking the field edge towards me. It had come out on one of the two trails I looked at before. I lean forward a bit to see around some branches and see that it a buck. Not just a buck, but a decent buck. Crap! Now I have to decide whether to shoot it and use up my only buck tag for the year, or hold off in hopes of a bigger one. So this deer slowly walks by at 17 yards, and its not till he's almost past I decided to take em. So he's looking in my general direction, but I draw slowly anyway. He looks up at me but it's too late for him. The sight pin settles and thwap! Picture perfect! -I like my new bow. The buck runs about 70 yards to the high bank, and falls over. I just can't help but think, that was too easy. Guess it was my turn to be lucky. I've put my time in!

So to finish the story, I get down and walk over to him. Funny thing, ground shrinkage worked in reverse this time and I was glad I shot. A respectable ten point. I call up Matt and ask him to come out with his truck. He's like"you got one eh?" I say, "Yeah I got a deer." He said he'll be a few minutes, so I gutted it and drug it to the field edge. I was looking for my arrow when he came pulling up. He gets out confused. He thought I shot a doe cause I didn't sound too excited. Anywho, we registered it and Tuna let me quarter it in his garage. Now to try to get some pics u