I have family in southern Indiana. I try to hunt each year with my nephew and his dad. They have 500 acre lease. I hunted all day yesterday, froze my butt off in rain because I underdressed. I saw a doe at 60 yrs at 8:00am, a nice buck at 60 at 11:10. Was ready to hang it up at 3;00 when this buck explodes out of the tree line on the other side of the cut I was on. He was looking for a fight. He ran directly over, I belated to slow him up, and let the arrow fly at 25 yrs. He piled up 80 yrs away. The pressure is off!
Tonight I'll try for doe.
Tonight I'll try for doe.
