Spent a week up in 105. Saw does everyday. More than I usually do. Not too many guys out. Saw a spike when I parked and got out to go hunt. Wasn’t expecting one and it was gone before I got my riffle. Probably would have had it if I scanned the hillside before I got out. Then the last 2 hours of the last day I sat on a clear cut in the rain. Promised god I wouldn’t move and just watch no matter what until 6 if he just put a buck in front of me. Just put a buck in front of me and I’ll do the rest. Well I sat through a wet windy storm without moving and slowly got up at 6, took one last look around and right then I hear a shot 200 yards away. Someone shot a buck now in front of me but facing a 180 degrees to where I was looking all afternoon. God does have a sense of humor all right. I’ll be more specific in the future
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