So a little more of the story... I hunted saturday morning with a buddy and his wife. I spent most of the morning with the binos up on the tripod glassing over a huge area. After a few hours and only spotting a few doe we met up at the truck. We talked and then split back up. I headed through a few ravines and kicked up a small forky. I had him broadside at 90 yards for 4 minutes or so. I dont think he knew what I was because he could only see my shoulder and gun through a bush. I waited for him to walk away then I headed back to try to get my friends so she could come and kill this deer. We found him again but she only had a few seconds to find him in the scope before he crested a hill. Well, she never got a shot off. Sunday morning I was in the same spot. I spotted a few doe again but no bucks. I sat until 10 then started to head back the truck. On my hike back I saw movement running across the hillside. It was a doe. I sat for a few seconds to see if there was anything following her. Sure enough there was this buck. From 255 yards I thought he was just a forky so I let him walk. I stayed there for a while to see where they were going. They crossed a small knoll 100 yards from me. I glassed him and saw he was a little 3x2 with one eye guard. Still fighting if I wanted to shoot him or not I set the .243 up on the sticks and put the crosshairs on him… after a few minutes I figured he was worth it and pulled the trigger. He dropped within seconds.
NBK, ratz, Did I do a good job of hiding the surrounding area in that picture or what?
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