I had a great hunt last Friday. I was sneaking around an area that is swamp below a small pond. My plan was to sneak north and come out near a food plot. As I rounded the swamp, something said, go back. As I snuck back along the edge I heard a quit snort and spotted some flags. They were moving off into the wind so I rounded the other side of the area and snuck in. I felt they had not gone far so I gave a little bleat and the big doe came a running. I shot here guartering at 15 yds.
I had her skinned and dressed and in the cooler, in time to sit back and enjoy this sunset before the other guys got to camp. It was a hunt to remember.