This weekend I had two exciting hunts. Saterday I had deer around me from five until dark. Including one big Eight pointer. The eightpointer, appearing to be around 16 inches wide and sporting good tine lenght and mass would usually be a prime choice for taking. But I opted to let him pass. For the past month I had been seeing a massive ten point in this same field. So the night passed and I started doing some thinking about what I had done. And realized through the help of convicing friends, that I should have taken that big eight. So sunday I head back up the hill at 4:30….. in the rain. Just like the night before I had deer out in the field around me steady. At one point I had two scrub bucks and a small ten point infront of me. Then at about 6:30 the big eight returned. this time I decided I would take him. It really is amazing how much more calm I was sat when i let him pass. This time I was loosing feeling in my fingers. Taking him over five minutes to work his way down to me I had plenty of time to get my shakes out. In the end I put a good shot on him and got the buck. He is 16 inches wide, With 9 inch g2s.
Kevin
I guess I’m going to have to go duck hunting a lot this year. 
Laugh as you may, but yes occasionally “I’m a tree huggger 
