My best hunt came the friday after thanksgiving three years ago. On this day I stalked the biggest buck I have ever seen in real life on the Hoof.

It was a really cold day and i was still full of turkey and stuffing so i decided not to go out that morning and i'm glad i didn't! I woke up at around 9:00 and looked out my bedroom window as i always do. When i did i swore i saw a deer just laying down in a small draw so i jumped across my room to the tri-pod and spotting scope to have a look. When i settled the scope my jaw hit the floor. The buck was bedded with a doe about 200 yards from my house in a field that we had not planted that year due to a very wet spring. I could only see his rack sticking up above the tall grass and that was all i needed to see.I instantly began hatching a plan for my stalk. To the right side of the deer lay the best draw for cover but was up wind due to a stiff north wind. so my only option was to belly crawl up a shallow drainage which would end about 40 yards from him and give me the kneeling shot. So i grabbed my Bear vapor 300 and off i went! I circled around the back of my house and dropped down over the side of the hill it sits on. i reached the drainage and began the 150 yard belly crawl to my strike point. I was about 20 yards from where i needed to be so i knocked an arrow and pushed my bow along in front of me. The deer were bedded facing the wind everything was perfect..... until a car began to drive down the gravel road that separates our field from my uncle's about 80 yards from the bucks position. The Buck stood and i came to full draw at nearly 60 yards and knew that it was too far at an already startled deer. But at this point in time i realized what the terrain had been hiding about this deer. He had a 6" droptine on each side of his rack and do to the tall grass i couldn't see this from the house. As i let my draw down when he was trotting away i field judged him at 190". The fallowing year he was shot by a poacher and he ran off into a church camp just north of our Northeast Ohio farm where the care taker found him dead and had him scored at 211" gross.

I feel graced to have been in his presence and that is why that was my best hunt!

Sorry so long winded fellas.