I just got back home last night about 11pm from spending a week at my uncle's house near Louisville. The first time we hunted after I got there (Tuesday evening), we just saw a couple of does. On Wednesday morning, I shot this six pointer at 154 yards. We were sitting about 30 feet back in the woods looking across a field when this one, another buck, and about five does came out. They stayed out there forever and I finally got a shot at this one as he was running back toward the treeline because he stopped broadside (I don't know if he saw me move or what but he was looking in our direction). He ran a few hundred yards and I found him in a pond near the back edge of the property. Weighed 166 when I took him to the taxidermist; I decided to get a full shoulder mount because he was the first buck I ever shot.
My roommate's birthday is coming up, I figured I'd break out a good size piece of tenderloin and cook it. Probably gonna do some duck hunting that week too since he took off work to give himself eight days in a row off. Might see if I can't shoot another deer or two down here as well... can't wait to make some jerky now.