Kidney stones ran me out of the woods Saturday. I realized I left my safety strap at the stand. I felt so bad I wasn't sure I could drive when I got down. I was driving to the stand to get it when a deer stepped out on top of the bluff. I got my binos up and it was a 140+" buck I named Marv. Unable to do anything about it but watch he passed within 10 yards of the stand I had just left. I laid up all day and gave birth later to these:


Matt and I went yesterday and I passed on a buck that probably scores 120. A bunch of does came out and I shot this one. She is actually bigger than she looks in the pic. Probably 4 years old. Shot her at 149 yards with the .260 and 140gr Partition.



"A quiet hit in the right place is better than a loud miss in the wrong place followed by 10 more shots on the run"

I was a handgun hunter, when handgun wasn't cool.....