Never laid eyes on him in person last year, but we did get a late-season trail camera picture of him, giving us hope that he’d make an appearance this season.
He came through the woods following a doe, about 50 yards behind her, walking straight toward me. I never even had a chance to get my bow up before he was on the move. Once he stepped into the field, I finally got my bow up and tried everything to get him to stop, but he was far too interested in that doe!
I took my one and only shot at 30 yards, and the rest is history! After all the anticipation, I finally got my big 8-point! 🦌🏹!