I grabbed my phone and texted my brother, who was about 1/4 mile away, to be on the lookout as the deer were headed in his direction. Before I could put my phone down, I'll be darned if this bigger buck didn't come right back through where he had come from, and here I am fiddling with my dadgum phone.
You idiot!, I though to myself, be ready! I eased the hammer back and trained the .44 on the clearing for what seemed like a long time, but I'm sure it was only a couple minutes. Lucky me, here he comes again. And this time he stopped long enough to freshen up a scrape giving me ample time to place a shot. He jumped straight up at the shot and made about two bounds before piling up right there.
The Hornady bullet performed admirably. The deer was quartering towards me and I hit him right in the near shoulder. Bullet trashed the lungs and exited in front of the rear leg. This was not a real big deer but it looked like the bullet was about out of steam when it exited as the exit hole was smaller than the entrance. The entrance was huge though because the shoulder bones kind of blew up.
Got to get back to cutting meat.
Dang, but that's a nice buck.
