As I'm sitting down to write this story, I think of the countless hours and miles I rack up every year trying to find not only new bucks, but bucks that I had left over from the previous year. Coming from a guy that hunts not only for fun, but for a living as well, I'm amazed every year what can happen out of the blue. This last year was no different. Read More...
Late Is Great
At 40 yards I had to slip down off a three-foot ledge and some how it worked and I was now 30 yards away. I picked my next path and was now at 20 yards from the giant. Surprisingly, I stayed very calm (not sure how) as I contemplated my next move.