Number 2 came home today.

Yesterday afternoon, the China Doll and I dragged a hang-on and some strap-on ladder sections to the WMA and set it up. This morning, I almost stayed in bed because I was tired and sore, but the weather was good, so I crawled out and went to the new stand. About 11:00, I saw a head and antlers above the weeds a couple hundred yards away, moving towards me. He walked right down the main trail to a spot I had lazed at 32 yards. He was still walking when I tripped the trigger and I didn't allow enough, so the bolt took him through the liver. Went about 50 yards and dropped. Thankfully, I had left the deer sled nearby, because the drag was about 3/4 of a mile. Tough work for an old fat man. Decent sized body and a tiny little 8-point rack.

Gonna take a week off.

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Last edited by Pappy348; 11/08/18.
What fresh Hell is this?