Down goes the King
Well I just wrapped up one cool
freakin’ week in the
outdoors. Not only did we get some much-needed rain, we also saw the first snowflakes of the winter season.
But one event easily makes the top of the list. Last Friday morning, my buddy Jesse came face to face with a buck I had named “King.” And he laid the smack down.
My relationship with this particular deer started about 3 weeks ago. It snuck in on me after I had done some grunting and hung out in the thick cover just out of bow range.
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