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John got to my house a 4:30 and was down the road by 4:45. We got to the parking spot under the cover of darkness and soon was climbing the ridge that bigorange and I started our Aug. hunt on and where we spotted 6 bucks from. Before we could even get to the glassing spot I noticed some deer about 150 yards away in the saddle. It was still too dark to make out if any were bucks. As it got light enough I could tell the three remaining deer were does. " John I think that deer that snuck away was a buck, he didn't stick around." John responded, "ya maybe, still too dark to shoot anyway." Not long after making it to my "Rock Pile" spot John spotted movement on the far ridge headed up to the second saddle. One big doe chasing three others. Something kept telling me to look below us. After the third time hearing that voice "look below" I peered over the edge of the rock pile and below us at 115 yards was two deer. "John I got deer below us, One's a buck get ready and pear over the rock!" After a few minutes John spots more deer below. I quickly glass the others and determine that there is no other horns walking around. The buck steps out and John makes a perfect shot dropping him. Time of death was 6:55. The Mossberg 270 has struck again.