I started getting pictures of this back in early summer and knew he was the one I wanted to go after. He came to the edge of the field on the opening evening hunt but he never stepped into the food plot. I came back the following Wednesday and he stepped in on the opposite side of the field I was expecting him to. I waited what seemed to be 45 minutes for him to get to shooting range. He finally got to 32 yards but he was facing directly at me. I waited what seemed to be another 10 minutes for him to turn for a broadside shot and I got take the shot. I could tell he was hit and found blood immediately. I waited a little over an hour and tracked him maybe 150 yards.
