3 years ago during rifle season in MN I was posting. My 2 hunting buddies were doing a small drive through some private land 15 acres we have access to. They said they would be to me in 30-45 minutes. 15 minutes in I heard a shot, 90 minutes later I heard a hoot owl and thought it was them calling me over. The wind had shifted and was blowing into the escape trail anyway so I started towards them. Well....it wasn't them hooting. They had shota doe with the first shotand saw12 or so other does in that area along with a big typical 14 pointer and were slowly workingtowards me in that small heavy alder swamp that they saw him go into. The big boy smelled me but wouldn't come out andwe had him trapped until I opened the door. The neighbor shot a couple hours later. Scored somewhere in the high 160s.

Now they hoot at me and laugh......It is quite the joke...