After spending several hours hauling off limbs and chunks of the main trunk of a large walnut I had felled in the yard during a break in the rain and wind, I debated on sitting in a stand this evening. At near 68 years of age, that kind of hard work wears me out. Finally decided to give it a try, grabbed a rifle and headed out. Wasn't long before a doe and a medium sized 8 point were in the wheat, no-tilled into corn stubble. Pretty soon there were 8 does in the field. I was thinking it was kind of funny the 8 point was ignoring the does when a nice 10 point jumped the fence and joined them. No aggression toward the buck or the does, just filling his belly. One shot at roughly 150 yards, slight quarter away, centered the far shoulder and dropped him in his tracks. South Carolina made M70 Fwt, 7-08, VxIII 2.5-8, 139 Hornady Interlock sp over Ramshot Big Game and a CCI450.
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By the time I got him quartered and in the cooler with ice I was beat. Time for bed!