I watched as she made her way towards me and away from the flowing waters that raged behind her. I followed her as she began to angle behind my stand and away from me. I could not find a shot so I watched and noticed her glancing back towards the direction that she had came. I eased around and saw an average buck walking the same trail, but as he came, he chose a different path that led him towards me
He stepped from behind and to the left of me as he continued down the trail. I am right handed and this was an uncomfortable sitting shot so I rose as he looked away. I lined up my sites and as he stepped broadside I squeezed the trigger only to meet resistance from not having flipped the safety off. I pushed the safety off and four more steps he was once again in my sites and this time by the boom and smoke from my muzzle-loader let me know I finished the job. A short thirty-yard blood trail and the work began on dressing him out. It was a nice seven-point that would taste very good in the weeks to come.
Good luck and stay safe outdoors!