Then came the darkest day of my hunting career. There was a buck in the neighborhood that had visited my farm a couple of times. Cams say only at night but who really knows. On November 3rd he walked within 20 yard of me. I blew it. Maybe some day I'll be able to tell the whole story. For now I'll leave it at this:
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The good news is he is alive and well, made it through gun season, and as far as I can tell will be around next year. If I were him, I wouldn't ever come back to my farm after the tracking dog chased him all over the country side:
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That dog was the most amazing thing I've ever seen operate in the woods. I would have thought that buck had a GPS collar on it. Every time I doubted it, she proved me wrong.