Well I might have finished out the season, don't know if I'll get away again for ML season. Saturday morning a doe stepped out in the corn stubble at 170 yds, dropped her right there.
I decided to go out early for the evening hunt, 2:30pm, as the does seemed to be coming out pretty early to eat the corn. I came around the corner of the woods en route to my stand and a group of deer were already out there. I dropped to my belly and crawled back to the woods edge to keep from getting busted, get the gun ready, and inched back out. I scoped the group, picking the biggest doe, and hit here with the rangefinder. 237yds...she moved, so I zapped her again....241,242. Good enough. For the first time, I got to dial the range into my Leatherwood scope and would actually get the shot off (the scope has a cam that actually raises the back of the scope to compensate for drop). She was quartering to, so I aimed for the base of the neck on the near side to quarter back through the chest. I shot, and smoke covered the scene. I stood up, saw the group bolting for the woods, but couldn't tell what happened. As I was reloading, I caught a flash of white on the ground so I knew she was down on the spot. I sat the rest of the evening, saw a 3-pt at 5 yds. Lots more does but my uncle was out there and I didn't want to ruin his hunt so I didn't shoot again. I was hoping I'd get to recover the bullet from the doe, but it was in about 2 inches higher than intended, caught the very front of the lungs, and out just in front of the offside shoulder. I should have aimed a bit further back but it worked fine.