Like many of us I use my vacation for whitetail hunting. I happen to have a couple friends who show up to get after these midwest deer with me and the hunting is only diminished by the fellowship, gourmet meals, and stories told over a nice glass of wine. Each year I find myself wanting more time to enjoy all of it!
This year Jack, Monty and I had a few of those evenings and some awesone hunts. I was lucky enough to be sitting flush with a buck already down. There is a story here somewhere on TG.
I was hunting one buck only, an old deer I had sheds from. He was at least 6 years old and had shown back up. I thought he had been killed but here he was in November on his feet.
Jack Paluh is a fine hunter and a better friend. His talent with painting is world class and I am lucky to share a bond with this soft spoken genius.
Monty Browning is like having that big brother who has done everything I have ever dreamed of doing. He has set the bar so high as a hunter yes, but as a Christian and person, even higher.
Jack and I lucked into bucks. Monty didn't get a shot at a mature animal which goes to show you that even one of the greatest to ever do it can be humbled by these crazy deer. I got blessed with my best archery buck to date and Monty helped me track. How sweet is that? Enjoy the pics. Until next time