So on the last day of bow season (Nov. 12th) dad shot an injured buck that had one heck of a goofy rack! He accomplished three things; putting the buck out of his misery, putting meat in the freezer, & bagging one heck of a rack!

That same morning I had a bruiser at 40 yards in which I couldn't get a shot. The next morning, I shot the same buck, a 13 pointer, on opening day of firearms season. He gross scored 153 3/8 inches. I would say it was a successful two days.