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This Past Friday I worked a half day and planned to do a few hours pigeon & crow shooting on my landlord’s farm. Walking out to where I was to set-up the hide and decoys – a hare jumped out of the grass and ran for it. Amazingly, as he zigged and zagged, my shot made contact. As I walked toward the hare to put him in the bag, a Roe Buck jumped out of a nearby hedge and ran toward a small wood at the bottom of the farm. Over the wall and into the wood he went. As it was very warm and flies started to collect on the Hare - I walked the two miles back to the house to gut and chill the hare. After taking care of the hare, I thought the Buck was probably still in the wood. It's not a very big wood, a couple acres surrounded by open fields. My guess was he'll be there till dark before moving out. A game cam I set up in the wood a few months ago caught a doe and buck bedding down in there during the day. Grabbing my rifle I stalked down to the wood, the wind was perfectly in my face - and I quietly made it to the edge of the wood. And there he was, browsing, about fifty yards away. Now I just had to wait for a safe shot. There is lots of cover in the wood and it was difficult to see what was beyond the buck. He finally walked into a small "tunnel" of openness where between me, the deer, and high ground beyond, there was a clear view. The shot rang out and his hind legs gave a good kick. Down he went. The bullet entry was little more left of the shoulder than I wanted, but as the deer was not 100% broadside to me, it traveled at an angle through the deer - piercing shredding its heart. There was divine intervention with that shot. It was a good day - though the pigeons or crows were safe.