ISSUE 115: THE BIG BUCK
The big buck was plan A, plan B and plan C.
I have three pages of handwritten notes on my desk at work. Dates, times, paths, weather, lighting, absences—everything I knew that this group of bucks did from July 6th to August 19th. Feels like my boys and I spent our whole summer keeping tabs on the bucks and shooting our bows. An awesome summer. Thinking back to the start of July, I wasn’t sure if I would be hunting him or not. But by the end of July, I was head over heels. I wanted to get him on the ground so bad, very little else had been on my mind. Any day that I didn’t see him, I panicked; and every day I did see him, I got more excited.