Unfortunately my dad headed home about 30 minutes before this guy showed up at blind. It was crispy out yesterday, a balmy 23*F at sunrise. Saw two other bucks, a doe and a yearling just before. He was trailing the doe I suspect. He stepped into my east food plot and looked around. I could barely see him to the south from the window in my blind. Hadn’t seen his rack yet. He took a few more steps and I was able to tell he was a legal shooter. As he continued forward, he made an unexpected turn to the north, putting him on a path that would put him broadside to me at about 35 yards. I put the binoculars down and racked a shell in my rifle then slowly opened the window. He stopped directly in front of me as I put the crosshairs just behind his shoulder. After the muzzle flash cleared, I watched him mule kick and sprint for the fence row. My oldest son had four deer under him, that stayed even after the shot, so we waited almost 2 hours to track and find him. We didn’t find blood for about 30 yards, then my other son found a small drop. Shortly after we found more. Connor spotted a fence post that looked to have been painted bright red, it was actually blood. He stepped towards it and then spotted him laying just on the other side of the fence. Connors face said it all, big eyes and a HOLY SH!T! I knew it was a big boy. Thankful to have the opportunity at such an awesome buck, on a small piece of property that I designed just for this experience.