Last night was very windy and slightly raining. It was miserable weather, just the way I like it. I was hunting where I have previously filmed a couple monsters. I love hunting crappy weather and this was no exception. As the wind was blowing at the highest, then a big boy came stolling accross the feild. Unfortunatly he was well over a hundred yds away. By the time it was dark 2 others have joined him. It was enough to get me even more fired up.
This was a good buck, but not the moster I am really wanting to see. (see me holding his cold bone in my hands that is)