Just getting revved up down here. Been fighting photobucket all day so I could do an update and have given up on having pichers for now. Anyway, I didn't see any sign of life until about 8:15 I heard one grunting to my right. About 10 minutes later a nice 2.5 yr old 8 pt came right up under me from the direction I heard the grunting, suppose it was him. About 9:40 I decide to get down and sneak back to the truck for a break. I come out of the woods into a big peanut field where around a few corners of short planted pines I park my truck. I get around the next to last corner (imagine open field for hundreds of yards to my right and pine thicket to my left) and a doe runs away from me. I froze. Next thing I know she's coming BACK around the corner straight at me! She gets almost to me and darts in the woodline to my left. I look back towards the corner she just came back around and see a buck standing at the woodline looking around. I put the gun up and made a split second decision to take him. The 338WM went boom and he bolted off back into the thicket. Thinking I had missed the offhand shot (around 75 yards), I start walking towards where he was when I shot. I get about 10 yards from the woodline and I can see into it and it looks like an episode of American Horror Story. I've never seen an impact site like that. There was blood 7-8 ft up trees that were behind him and just in a spray pattern all over everything. A short track of about 40 yards and I found him piled up. He was bleeding so much is was beading on the trees as he ran by them. I have pics but again photbucket sucks today. Turns out he's a 9 pt with a broken G4 that was on our hit list as a cull. Old deer and his left side is badddd weak. Like a 3" G3 and G2. He is about 16" wide though, will look nice with my other rack mounts on the wall!