One of my most memorable hunts happened 4 years ago, it startedin mid oct bow while bowhunting. This bruiser of a9pt.buck came in and I miss judged the yardage. The arrow passed right under his chest, talking about being sick, I was. I kept looking for the buck, trying to find his trails and anything that I could learn about him. The area I was hunting was the river bottoms admist the rice, soy beans fields and sloughs that fed into the river. The last week in oct I was driving down a field road when he pop up out of a rice field, I just had to watch him run off. Then on nov 10th the opening day of the gun hunt I was sitting on the edge of a slough bordering a rice field when I heard limbs breaking in the woods across the field. These woods had been logged off a few years ago and there super thick with tree tops everywhere. All at once a big doe busted out about 500 yards away and this big buck was chasing her along with 3 other bucks. She began running towards me so I got my White mL up and ready. They vered off about a 200 yards away and headed back towards the woods. I watched them get to the edge of the woods and circle back towards me. This happend twice until the last time they closed in about 125 yards. I didnt think they would get any closer. I put the crosshairs at the front of his shoulder and squeezed the trigger. He piled up right there, the TC maxi blew through both shoulders. He turned out to be my biggest buck to date. He had a 20 inch inside spread, 23.5 and 24 inch beams,g1 and g2's were 8 and 10 inches, the only thing his brow tines were only 4 inches. This 9pt was the same buck that I had seen on the previous two occasions.