We only saw one "big" buck in the LT Murray area. I blew smoke at him and he stood there laughing

as I merely imagined him falling over. Then, to make his triumph more obvious, as I began frantically reloading he slowly turned away and sauntered permanently out of view. Alas, I was not to be denied my revenge! I then shot his tiny, but legal, brother.

Next year I'll remember to see my sights (instead of his rack)

when aiming. Next year!!!
