Well here's the beast. I watched him come up through the woods. Told the wife to get turned towards the right of way he was coming to. When he stepped out she shot and missed, but said "it's still there looking at us!" So I leaned backward, layed down, shot it ghetto style with my gun turned sideways. Off my collar bone. Couldn't even see the whole scope. When the smoke cleared it was laying there flopping. 71 yards. Dressed out at 48lbs.

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As I was dragging the monster back to the truck, I heard the wife shoot again and she messaged saying she had one down. Nice 80lbs doe that she shot.

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-Jake


Small Game, Deer, Turkey, Bear, Elk....It's what's for dinner.

If you know how many guns you own... you don't own enough.

In God We Trust.