The whole hunt was a blast.
A client of mine's friend owns 3,200 acres of this great country. Brian was a wonderfull host.
I was set up with Brian's nephew Tony on a possible double the day before on a big 3 and a decent 4 at 783 yards. We laid on the ground for 45 minutes with frost on the ground. Tony started shaking from the cold and I told him to do some jumping jack's behind the jeep. The bucks wouldn't present us with simultaneous shots, so we past on them.
We got a lot of good humored flack at the campfire that night when my host Brian snuck in and killed that 4 point 20 minutes later.
It all made for some great comraderie with my new friends.