Shitty picture. I might have some more but not yet.
Anyways I was up north in Michigan hunting. I don't read much about hunting around here but I'll share anyways... A lot of gun talk though
My uncle shot this dear but he didn't knock it down. It ran about 10 feet in front of me scaring the shit out of me and dropped about 30 feet past where I was sitting. I walked up on it and it was still alive. I yelled for him to come down and shoot the fucking thing since he shot it the first time and it was just sitting there in a little hole.
My cousin see's it and waits for my uncle to come but doesn't put the fucker down. Once my uncle walks up by it the dam thing takes off. We follow the blood trail for hours shaking it up every so often. We finally fine the buck dead. Fun stuff.
Some of these guys end up eating the liver fried with onions later on with diner. Nasty but whatever. Good times.
Me with a new rifle and scope next to that 4 point buck. I didn't do it though
