I finally connected on a nice buck this year. I had only one day to ML hunt and it was a heck of a hunt. I went down to my property and did an all day hunt. In the morning I only seen one doe that a dog ran by me. In the evening I tried my stand on a high ridge and about got blown out of it due to the wind. I dropped over the hollar and watch where three ravines come together. At 3:45 I seen movment just under the ridge and all I could see was rack. Someone or something was after him because he was running hard. I was hunting about 50 yards from the property line so I assume one of my neighbors jumped him. He was running from my left to right and never thought in a million years he would come down the hill to me. That he did! At 20 yards I grunted with my voice to stop him and shot him right in the neck. He folded up like a cardboard box. My dad seen this buck during gun and named him the "white horned buck." The guy checking in deer looked in his mouth to age him and the deer did not have a tooth in it's head! He estimated the deer was 5+ years old and going down hill. I would have liked to seen this buck last year. I guess passing on some of those smaller bucks in the past finally payed off.