my best friend took me and my fiance over around dayton. long story short we all got out bucks he has private property and i found a farmer who let me and my fiance hunt. everyone over there said were lucky as hell because he does not let anyone but family hunt. i asked him why he let me and my girl hunt his land he simply replied i gotta get to heaven some how.
so needless to say i insisted on paying him but he would not let me, so i bought him a half gallon of captain morgan and a card thanking him, he called me and thanked me and said be sure to call me this summer.
but back to the deer my beast friend "marty" has been hunting for about 30 years and had THE worst luck out of anyone i know only getting spikes and does. missed his fair share. he finally broke his curse with a nice four point muley. me and my girl "cali" shot two nice little four points with huge bodies! missed a couple monsters but it was more about getting her out and her first buck she got a doe with muzzle loader last year. ok enough rambling im no good at this stuff!
