Sorry, no pic. First week of NT muzzleloading season started off real slow as hot as it was, but for thursday a cold front moved in with rain forecast for the pm. I was in my stand at the camp, and about an hour before sun down heard the lovely prancing sound of hooves coming up from behind. A nice three point (2 1/2 year old...they dont get much for antlers up there) wandered into my food plot. Of all things, wouldnt ya know... mis fire with my cap! I shoot league every week with that rifle, and all year never had one! Luckily the silly deer couldnt figure out where I was, and I was able to get another cap on, and boom. I dropped him where he was with my .54 cal. Lyman Great Plains rifle, about 35 yards.
I was glad to get the meat early, and really didnt have a chance to get out much until my planned for last week of the season after Thanksgiving....and then wouldnt ya know, heavy snow kept me from driving to the camp. I did walk in, but the snow was deep enough they deer werent moving, and I didnt know how I would get one out anyway, so i bagged it for the season, being grateful for my black powder buck.