The snow yesterday was nice. I am North East Knox, and it was snowing until around 10 am. Animals were everywhere, but the deer didnt seem to move early. A herd of 50 hogs tried to make it across my 400 yard field. I pulled out an extra box of shells and let the 270 rip. Ended up with 2 down in the field and at least 1 more we trailed for a few hundred yards, but crossed a fence.
Had deer hit the feeder while I was cleaning pigs. Some time around noon, and at 30 min till last light, I had a spike at the feeder. Wind was blowing from my stand to the feeder and he was spooky, and would not enter the pen. He headed back where he came from and met up with the big 6 on my hit list and they came back. While I was getting ready to shoot him, a really large buck came into view. It was the big 9 I have seen on camera. This is the offspring of the big 10 I took in Nov. He is really impressive, but I want to give him another year if he can make it. Because all 3 were in the pen, I choose not to shoot. It was exremely tough not to shoot, but they kept looking back where they came from, and I was just hoping our monster 8 was hanging with them. Wasn't meant to be though. Bucks were back in bachelor group