One year I was bow hunting mule deer in the Missouri breaks. Twenty minutes after sunrise on the first morning I had a nice 3x mulie standing 28 yards broadside from me. I drew on him and had my 30 yard pin on his kill zone. I thought for a second about having nine more days of hunting and let my bow down.
Ten days later I was driving back to Minnesota never getting closer than 80 yards to another buck.
I hunted hard for ten days and saw a lot of great bucks but it has always been heavy on my mind if I made the right decision.

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