I found a nice valley, which sloped down to some farm country. Looked like a perfect spot to ambush a buck wandering back up from the fields.
11:45 this guy came out.
He saw me, but I was dressed in white, so he couldn't figure out what I was, and he was upwind of me.
Hit him with one shot, .45/70 350gr Hornady right lung, bullet angled through into his right hip.
The buck took off running hard and I could not get another shot off. But he piled up into the brush. Just buried himself into the Tag Alders.
11:45 this guy came out.
He saw me, but I was dressed in white, so he couldn't figure out what I was, and he was upwind of me.
Hit him with one shot, .45/70 350gr Hornady right lung, bullet angled through into his right hip.
The buck took off running hard and I could not get another shot off. But he piled up into the brush. Just buried himself into the Tag Alders.




















































