I guess since it worked i'll tell the story,lol.......nov 8th,can't remember which year,bout 8:00 I heard something barely tap the barbed wire fence to my right,looked over and he was coming straight at me,so i didn't have a shot....he gets right under my stand and looks around,then walks straight away towards a scrape i was watching....still no shot....I pulled back and held it and hoped he would turn right or left pretty fast....he did :grin: ,left...I stuck him right behind the shoulder and he ran up the hill,jumped a log and tumbled on the other side :grin: :grin: :grin:
he prolly weighed about 120 live weight,and he was pretty gray