My dad and I went out Thanksgiving morning for the first time since a frustrating opening weekend in WI. He went in a stand I have in a open valley between two hillside woodlands, and I went up to the top of a bluff above him, about 8 O’Clock I hear a sngle shot, and he radioed me and said he had a nice buck and he thinks he hit it and it disappeared in a brushy ravine. Well, I put the sneak on the ravine from above after waiting about 30 minutes, and I found it dead in the ravine, one through the lungs at about 150 yards. It was walking the hillside into the wind between some cedars heading back in the valley. Really intersting 9 point, 16 inch inside spread, tall rack with real tall brow tines, had a couple of tines broken off as well. I dragged it out and gutted it for him. We threw it on the truck and decided to head into town for Thanksgiving dinner.
On the way out, I noticed the neighbors across the highway doing a drive so I pulled into the cut cornfield on our side of the road, got out of my truck and took a seat. About 5 minutes later I hear one shot from the poster nearest me on the drive, and 2 mintues later I see a buck pop out of the Creek and start running across the cornfield. Shot him at 212 yards on the rangefinder (post mortem). 10 pointer with a 18 inch inside spread, nice symmetry, would have been a really nice rack if it had taller G2’s, but I’m not complaining, as it is the most points and biggest spread of any buck I have taken.
Had my camera in the field with us, as I like the field pics better, but of course it had dead bateries when we tried to get the first pic, so i only have shots from home.