Yeah, I know that anything could happen come the rut, but this was the first buck I have ever specifically been able to target and for around here he was a very, very good buck. He hung out with 2 other good bucks, but he was by far the largest.

Ever feel like nothing can go right? Well that has been my entire fall so far. The GD caribou hunt was the worst they have ever seen in Schefferville and now my dorky-ass crossbow hunter of a neighbor shoots THE buck that my dad and I were after. A break sometime this year would be nice. I never even got to have an encounter with that deer other than photos.

SNAFU and FUBARare my mottos this year fellas.