Scope troubles. Missed deer. Scope troubles. Missed deer. Buy new $200 scope. Scope troubles. Cussing. But the morning after the worst day in my hunting history, and the last day of muzzleloader season, I was willing to shoot just about anything. And I did! This little three pointer came from behind me, stayed about ten yards behind me for about five minutes and when he came to my left I aimed at the neck and popped him and dropped him at fifteen yards.

And this burr infested orange vest is free to a loving home if you want to spend an evening getting pricked.