The buck stepped into the field like he owned it. His high, 8-point rack glistened in the early morning sunlight.
His neck was thick with the rut and steam bellowed from his nostrils with every breath. He was a true trophy.
The hunter, who at his own request will remain nameless, leveled his deer gun and put his crosshairs on the buck’s massive chest. Â
He was confident in the 80-yard shot because last deer season he had taken a deer at this range with no problem. Â
As he recovered from the recoil of his shot, he saw the buck whirl, untouched, and then exit the field.
No blood, no hair, no buck. It was a clean miss.
How could this possibly happen? How could he miss that shot? Was it him or was it the gun? These are legitimate questions that can easily be answered. Â
