We are in our 2nd rut, down here, and deer are really moving....I've still gotta take a couple of more
does for the shut-in folks.
Late yesterday afternoon, I shot at a big ole fat doe at about 75 yards....shoulda been a chip shot, but she just looked up, before trotting off.
Completely flabbergasted, I searched for blood until it got too dark to see.
I went back, and traced my shot path, and had completely forgotten about this old hog wire fence, being in my bullet path.
No telling where the heck that bullet richoched to.

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