This morning, I headed out to the tree stand hoping to redeem myself from last night's disappointing miss and getting scoped. My dad and I weren't in the stand for more than 30 seconds, when we heard a buck rubbing his horns on a tree. Just minutes later, this beautiful buck stepped out from the timber and I dropped him in his tracks. Meat on the table!
Down to the Wire
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