Oh sweet November.
This guy came into a mock scrape this morning that I had just freshened up on the way in. I hit him with a grunt call and that was all she wrote. When he got to about 20 yards, I let an arrow fly. He dove on his face, got up, did a complete front flip, got up again, and snow plowed to his final resting spot, not 25 yards from where I shot him. Photos do not do his rack justice. 19 1/2 inch inside spread and tons of mass. I weighed him, but with his back feet still on the ground and being completely out of elevation in my lift, he only registered the scales at 230# field dressed ... LOL. Just a tank of a deer. Coolest part ... he had a legitimate mane down his neck.
All on video ... if you are into that thing you will have to wait ... as I still have another tag in my pocket and I am heading to Missouri to hunt next week also.