New York Trophy
I was hunting November 11th along the edge of a swamp my father had taken me to years ago. Thirty minutes into the hunt the buck walked out 25 yards in front of me and looked directly at me. A squirrel in a near by tree started barking distracted the buck allowing me to draw and shoot. He tried to duck under the arrow but my Outback was too fast for him I found him 100 yards away.