Trevor. Kirkindall

A night I’ll never forget. As I’m videoing all the doe fighting in the food plot. I catch a glimpse of a rack in the very back. I put the phone down and pull up the .350 and let one rip. I’m in disbelief so I climbed out of the blind and head back to the house as the wife and kids are home between 5:10-5:20pm and Kolt’s going to want to help track it. I get Kolt all suited up and we head out after 45mins. NO BLOOD WHAT SO EVER. So we start searching hard in the thickets and on there runs. Nothing after an hour so I take kolt back to the house and drop my hunting clothes as I’m sweating my ass off now. I call the brother in law ( Josh) and he pushes me to not back out. I headed back out to the first trail. I fined blood 20 yards where Kolt and I left off. He ended up being 40 yards down the river bank. If it wasn’t for Josh pushing me after no blood I would have gave up. Thank you again for pushing me and helping me drag this monster up the 100 ft drop off. My back is definitely feeling it this morning. This one’s going on the wall for you Terry i know you where with me R.I.P.