Its like a picture that was imprinted in my head. It is the second week of bow season this year and i know there is a big buck on this ridge andI know he travels it every day. SO i get there on a south west wind ( what i though was right) and it blew right down the ridge into my face like it was supposed to. about 6:00 i turn and look behing me and there is a doe standing there and he is right beside her. I went straight to his horns since i couldnt see his body through the bushes. Well as always the wind is now in his face and the doe gets wind of me. He turns makes two jumps with the doe and they are gone. THen the week of november 20 my birhtday week and rut weeks i am back there on the 23. I get in the stand and deer start pouring out of everywhere. THere are 10 in front of me feeding on the acorns and the wind is right i knew it would be a special day. Its gettin dark and the deer all scatter very very fast. I know this i saw it before. The man is here and they dont want any part of him. Sure enough he comes down the ridge just like he is supposed toand he weighs a good 230 lbs but wait this isnt the same deer he is wide. No shot at all and i have never seen him again but i have seen the one that haunted me the first time on the camera.


I then went to illinois in october and it was hot action. There i am the first day with a pope and young beside me but i pass then two days later i saw the first 140 class deer ever come right to me 17 yards broadside. I settle in and everything is perfect thwap right in the shoulder he gets away with something sililar to a bad bee sting[&o].

Well heere is the picture as best as you can see it of the one i saw first here in north carolina. Main frame 8 with double brows and a kicker off of his g2