You have to take your fair share of flattops when deer hunting, and this one made some fine sausage.
This old WWII surplus bulldozer has been sitting dormant on a family property for years, and with the amount of tracks going by it, why not try sitting there?
I wish every deer would go down this fast:
I had hoped the doe would stop broadside, but my “smooching” sound turned those satellite ears right at me. I hit her square in the brisket with a 2-3/4-inch, Hybrid EXP Lightfield rifled slug, which I found all the way down in the pelvis as soon when I started field dressing her!
I just like the idea of shedding some light on one of the most important, yet unspectacular aspects of deer hunting. Freezer first, wall second.