I was sitting at the base of a oak tree, a little crick about 10 feet to my right. My rifle was propped up on a Y stick between my legs. Had a cup of coffee in my hand. I was watching the hollow below me.
A very nice 8 point buck walked up between me and the crick. About 5 feet away. He kinda put his head down and nose out toward me.
I set down the coffee, grabbed my rifle, held it out like a pistol, and shot him.
Hud