The first one I shot, was a long (for Central TX) shot. Right at 130 yards, right as it was about to cross a fenceline. When approached, I was pretty disheartened- he was a medium sized body 6 point, but was all skin and bones. He had a compound fracture on his rear leg, and it appeared to be infected. It was good to cull him out, and put him out of his misery.
|Shot details: 130 yard neckshot with a 168Gr Hornady A-MAX|
|Shot details: 91 yard neck shot, same gun and ammo|
|Shot details: 'Bout 10 yards with an iPhone.|
Now, because this was turning out to be a good weekend, we had to have a wrench thrown into the mess. On our way out of the property, the wheel bearing on my brother's truck takes a dump on him. So I end up taking the quartered deer in to be processed... in a Prius. It was kind of funny.
|unhook that goddamn, and replace it with this sh!tbox... and DONE!|