My dad and I set out hunting the last day of shotgun season. It was cold and raining, one of those days where your mind is second guessing itself. I hunted all afternoon and didn't see anything, about 4:30 I spotted the white antlers at 170 yards in deep brush.
I knew from the white outline of the antlers he was a trophy. I watched him 45 min. eating grass, which helped calm my nerves. He crossed a creek at 135 yards where I shot this monster 14 pt 200 lb buck scoreing 186 7/8.
I used my mom's 12 gauge shotgun 2 3/4 slug. Now looking into buying a Thompson Center muzzleloader for those 170 yard shots. I thank god for the blessing he sent my family.