Kansas has treated me right year after year, and 2002 was no different. I am blessed to have 9,600 private acres to hunt, and it is loaded with monster bucks. I hunted 26 days this fall, and saw over 40 shooter (140" or better) bucks!!!! Something special happens in Kansas during the fall, and the bucks just get crazy. I was sitting in my stand and saw a monster non-typical coming my way, I nicknamed this deer "KOTN" (cotton) for King of the Ninnescah, the river where we hunt. I actually missed him twice already, once was my fault, the other was a tree that happened to not like arrows. Unfortunately, I wouldnt get another shot at that monster, however, I did see him after rifle season and he is still alive! The morning of November 14th found me sitting in the rain and the last morning I could hunt for two weeks, and the rut would be over when I could hunt again. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye, and saw a nice young deer headed my way. This buck came to FIVE yards of me and licked my decoy I had out. I decided after about ten minutes of watching this neat exchange that I would harvest this deer, put some meat in the freezer, and help the gene pool out as well. The Mathews Feather Max put a clean shot right through the buck, he ran 78 yards and collapsed. A clean kill, and a great harvest. This is not a monster buck by any means, but it is a bowkill that I will remember forever, and thanks to Mathews, it was a clean harvest.