While in Missouri, I had zero cell service or internet access. Being in the dark sucked! I so wanted to hear how everyone was doing.

My hunt went pretty well. On the second night and with only three minutes of legal shooting light, I put away the bow and used a rifle to kill a Missouri flattop. I was told to do so by the landowner, Richard Wies. He said, "If you don't kill some of these corn eaters, my share cropper won't plant a crop next year". At that point, I wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. I dumped her with a single shot from 100 yards. It was nice to know I could still handle a gun, and at the same time, helped with a serious problem.

The next morning, a ten pointer walked past me; he was deep into the woods. I waited for a window through the brush and then I cracked him. Cross "a good representation of the species deer" from Missouri off my bucket list! 21 states down and 29 to go (unless I use Obama's 57 states).