Headed out Friday night with my buddy Ashton. Get there in the dark, set up camp, and nearly freeze to death in the process. Boy were we unprepared for that snow! Saturday we see very few deer, all of which are does and fawns. We did find a nice ridge that has trails every which way and some nice bear tracks though. Sunday morning we hunt an overgrown clearing and once again we only see does. They all seem to be moving between 0930 and 1100. Driving around during lunch we see a couple of does at about 1230 just standing in the middle of a field...thought that was kind of odd. Sunday night we get set up high overlooking some thick brush where I have seen deer bed down and travel through during the day. Dark is fast approaching and I realize we forgot our flashlights back at camp (only a quarter mile walk from the ridge we are hunting.) I suggest to my buddy we get off this ridge before it gets too dark to see and we roll down to our death. He agrees....plus hypothermia is about to set in I think. Walking along the dirt road back to camp there is a small clearing you can only see after you pass the treeline and look behind you though an opening. Just as a habit I check back there, still walking, and turn back around. Something I guess triggered in my brain and I had to do a double take. I can barely make out this dark shadow on the hillside so I pull the scope up and I see a deer. I study it for a little bit, then realize I can make out the outline of antlers. I sneak off about five feet get a rest on a young spruce tree and take the shot. He drops. I couldn't see but my buddy was hootin and hollerin "You dropped him!" I put another one in the chamber just for extra measure but we get up there (about 75 yards), and he is done. The shot came through one lung and took out the spine. I guess a piece fragmented off and got the other lung. He was above me but I just don't see how I got both lungs and the spine. There was no exit hole either. Regardless I am a VERY happy hunter this year...even if it didn't pan out the way you dream about when you are sitting out there in the woods. We hunted hard Monday trying to get one for Ashton but all we found were more does. We will be up there again this weekend looking for him a deer and me a bear. The pictures with the buck were taken literally minutes after it all happened...As you can see it was on the verge of being too dark to even see him.Me with my buck
My buddy with my buck
Right after I killed my buck...
Ashton when he woke up and realized he forgot to feed the fire last night
The view from camp