I was grunting off and on. About 15 minutes after my last grunt, he made his appearance behind my stand and made a small scrape. Walked in at 30 yards and did not give me a broadside shot for over 15 minutes. I thought I was going to have to watch him walk away. He eventually took a few steps to the right and the rest is history! I took this deer the date of my Grandpa’s passing 5 years later, at the camp he built with his own two hands. A true blessing!
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