In the past few weeks I have been chatting with my family back East in hopes of a good whitetail story. My dad and brother have been putting in a great deal of time scouting, putting in food plots and wearing out the seats of their treestands in hopes of locating a big buck. It had been very quiet up until a couple days ago.
My brother got a new Bushnell trail camera for his birthday and had a gut feeling as to where to put it on his property. It turns out my brother is pretty smart. He has bucks fighting, chasing does around, and a big old nine-point buck coming back over and over. My brother nicknamed the deer “‘Priest because he has MASS!'” I laughed, but the joke was on me because when I woke up this morning, this was the picture I saw on my phone:
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| My brother (R) and dad with my brothers nine-point trophy. |
My brother had the buck pinned down last night and made a kill shot at last light. It’s the first nine-point he has ever shot and it only took one arrow. That’s the way we do it in New York! Congratulations to my brother and my dad on a great archery deer season so far! I hope they send a little luck out this way!
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