I hunted on the Eastern Shore of MD on Thursday and took 2 small ones for a family that really needed the meat...I figured I had 2 to take to them so I headed home and new my Old Man was going down to hunt Saturday in the AM... I SHOULDA STAYED!!!
Dad got in the stand and sprayed some "Buck Foam" around the base of the tower stand...a few minutes later 3 does came out on the field...after 10 minutes, 2 jetted off the field and the big boy came out hot on the trail of the 3rd doe...He ran right back off the field and stopped broadside in a lane 30-40 yards away...Dad let him have it...
So after 36 years of hunting Dads finally got one for the wall...It dressed at 170 lbs and rough scored 128''s...
Any time you spend 36 years pursuing a goal, it is an accomplishment worth congratulations. Give your Dad a slap on the back for me. Wish I could find something that would hold my attention that long.