In the middle of a calling sequence and nature was calling. I slipped back in the woods to take care of business in a hurry. Doing my thing and I glance up to see some bones. It’s just in my nature to take a closer look and instantly see times. I finish my business in a hurry and scurryin over to the head I see it’s a huge old bull. I snap a couple pictures and scoop it up crashing through the brush I make my back to my Hunter. As I pop out of the brush his jaw drops at the size of the rack i had in my hands. Not every day you pick up a 325 dead head in an otc unit.
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