I WAS FLYING SOLO... by J RAY
I WAS FLYING SOLO
My 2013 buck. 34 wide with a main frame just a hair under 30 and character for days between the trash, blading and mass. My dad was stuck at work and buddy Mike was out of town, so I was flying solo. The afternoon before the opener, I spotted the big buck hanging with a couple young bucks. Hoping they would stay put, I watched them til dark before heading back to camp. Laying in my tent, I couldn’t sleep from the anticipation and the near daylight brightness from the full moon. So at 2:30 in the morning, I quit fighting it and left camp hiking in the moonlight. Once I was to where I needed to be, I couldn’t believe how bright it was and I was able to locate the bucks. I got all setup and watched the bucks for a few hours under the moon waiting for first light and once the time came I put 2 good shots in the buck at 670 and 700 yards dropping him in his tracks.
J Ray >>-Just an average Joe hitting it hard to hunt the above average–>MONARCHS Addicted to monster muleys over 20 years with no plans of quitting!