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- Apr 26, 2011
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Didn't see a shooter all year until two days left in muzzleloader season. I was videoing my nephew when this guy came up a creek bed behind us. I had a better angle so my nephew handed his MR up to me even though I had my MR laying on the front of my climber. He was wanting to see how the 265 grain Lehigh Defense controlled fracture bullet would do on a whitetail. My MR was stuffed with a 250 Barnes that would have been more than adequate. With this buck and another young ten pointer with him, I wasn't about to argue. The only problem was the creek bank. I only got to see his head for about 75 yards as he was walking out of my life. The creek bank had him covered up and there was nothing I could do. I wasn't about to grunt and alert him because the wind wasn't exactly in my favor. At 120 yards, which is the farthest I've ever taken a shot in the woods, he stopped and turned back toward me. I'm pretty sure he smelled us, which was fortunate because if he hadn't, there is no way I get good look at him. The only shot I had was at his neck, but with a steady prop, I knew if I could keep from hitting a limb, I was going to take him down. At the crack of the gun, all I saw was his white under belly and he went straight backward and was down for the count. As for the bullet, the amount of blood was incredible. I've taken quite a few deer in the neck with different projectiles like a 12 gauge slug, SST, Barnes, 7mm Mag and XTP. This was a bloodbath.