I purchased my land in 98 or 99. It was close to where I recruited out of and is part of the hunting tradition of heading there with my family and parents. I can't say the land is the most ideal but it has produced some deer for us. I am going to be home in July and hope to make some changes to a few things by cutting some trees, trails, maybe plant some stuff as well. My Dad has shot a few deer with his bow. I think he had a streak of about 13 or 14 in a row in the 70's and 80's. A few bucks and mostly does but that was when you had 1 tag, either sex, for bow season. That's where I think the herd took off in the 90's because some folks weren't shooting many or any deer.
I was also a member of WBH before I joined the service. I still bowhunt but only in the state I am stationed at. I have switched my attitude about bow or gun hunting. Bowhunting is my "fun" time, a chance to get in the woods, see some deer, and hopefully get a shot. Gun season is a little more important because now I have a family to feed. To me, hunting is still a source to provide meat much like it was up through the 80's and maybe even 90's. I think too many are getting obsessed with how big a deer is.
My in-laws farm is a good example. There are group of guys and gals, maybe 5 or 6 total, that hunt there and have for about the past 20-25 years or longer. They bow and gun hunt. A couple of the gentlemen usually hold out for bucks but one of the wives shot a spike, 7 pt and doe on opening day about 8 years ago. And one of the daughters shot 3 bucks in a span of about 2 hours in 2010!!!! I shot a 4 pt in 2008 and you would have thought I kicked their dog because they, "passed him up several times during the season." Maybe I cut that buck's life down at an early age but I have 3 kids and a wife to feed so that is why any deer I have a chance at, I'm taking it. I hunt for the meat, antlers are just a bonus.
Last year I shot a nice doe in the morning and missed (too many) as well. I think a herd of about 7 or 8 came in and I got one. I was happy because my 2 of my nieces, a nephew, and my oldest son came to help me drag her out. That afternoon they went out with me for the last couple hours of the day. We drove down in a UTV, parked behind a brush pile, walked up on top of a mound by the pond where I sat that morning, and we waited. Well they were a little restless after the first hour but not unusual for 7 to 11 year olds. At about 4:00 I spotted a deer, took a couple shots (misses), walked out to look for blood, kicked it back up and put it down. A small doe but a memory I will always cherish.