I arrowed a 120 class buck this year. It's wasn't a big trophy in means of size, but it was in feeling successful. I've been wanting to arrow a deer in the plains, with nothing but a buck, myself and yucku plants and sage brush between us. It was felt like a great sense of accomplishment and nothing felt better than getting the double-lunger like that. Besides isn't the challege, what bowhunting is all about...

Here are a few other pictures I developed yesterday, of some younger bucks. There is probably a herd of 20-25 that stay in a 30 acre patch of timber. And it's the thickest timber around for miles. And since it's not rifle hunted the deer usually winter there. Here are a few other pics. Looks like there are a few nice gobblers there as well!