We about froze to death tonight. High winds mixed with rain made for a miserable sit. It slowed deer movement too, apparently. I saw four, Mason was able to see a couple from his perch that I was not, making his total 6. And of course, the two I could not see due to a treeline, were slammers. Well, one of them was. Mason knows this deer, he thinks. I don't have any pics of him this year, but last year I thought he was probably a 3 yr old and his rack was pushing 160 imo. Mason was pretty sure it was him, and is also pretty sure he would score close to 180. I didn't see the thing, but have been looking forward to him turning up. Mason, of course, came right home and penciled up a scetch since I couldn't see him in the field. We have been seeing a bunch of good deer in our honey hole, so hopefully one of them will give him a shot sooner or later. Sooner, preferably.
The picture is from last year. Mason is pretty sure this is the guy.