Well I'm on the board with small doe (dressed at 57lbs). Sorry no smile in the picture I'm beyond exhausted from the past few days. Now for the short summary.
Was invited again to hunt a farm of a friend of mine. The three of us got to the woods about 6:45 and got to our stands, myself sitting in the same stand I got my spike out of last year looking up a ridge line. It was super foggy and couldn't see much. 8:30 rolls around and starting to think we aren't going to see much for the day since the farmer next to the woods starts working his field. Then 20 mins later I catch movement on top of the hill and this doe comes walking into the woods. She starts heading to my friends in their stand and she stops. They bleat at her which spooked her and she comes trotting right to me. Let out a little noise and stop her at 20 yards quartering to. One shot and down. Took out both lungs and the liver. Turned out to be a very good day!
