So today was a very special day. I put in so much work through hiking, scouting, researching socal Muleys over that past 2 years. I was discouraged last year after not seeing a single deer. But this season i wouldn't give up. I put in nearly 10 miles over the past 2 weeks with some signs of deer. This morning i woke up at 3am and got to a new spot and sat until sun up. After glassing for 30 minutes i finally saw movement, not 1 deer, not 2 deer but 3. A buck with 2 does. After ranging i realized he was at 460 yards, too far for me despite the nerves. As i inched forward i got to within 425 yards which i felt very confident. I gave myself a few minutes to wind down the nerves. This is it, as i had him in the crosshairs i could only hear my two younger brothers saying breathe slowly, aim small miss small and don't pull and gently squeeze. BOOOM, as quick as i fired he dropped right where he stood! I gave him 30 minutes, as i waited all i could do is thank the buck for his sacrifice he had given. He will now provide food for my family!
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