All the hard work finally paid off. Had seen a lot rutting activity the morning of Nov. 10th while sitting in the bale blind. I had to run home 45 minutes away to get some new furniture in the house and keep the wife happy. I was running late and didn't get back in the truck until 2:35. Rushed down to the property and start the walk to my stand. Once I entered the food plot, I trickled some doe urine on my boot and walked across the plot and settled in about 3:15. Just got my bow on the hanger when I herd a noise behind me. I turned and saw a wall of tines straight down over my right shoulder. He must of got a whiff of the urine and came right in. He was in some brush just standing there deciding what to do next. I froze with my hand on the bow but still on the hanger. After what seemed like eternity, he finally started walking forward into my shooting lane. As he did, I lifted my bow and came to full draw. The shot looked good at 3 yards quartering away but it was one hell of sharp downward angle. The arrow entered right between the top of the shoulder blade and the spine. I could see the fletching and about a 1" of arrow sticking out the top of him. He took off heading east then stopped at about 40-45 yards and stood twitching his tail then walked off. I began to worry if there would be enough penetration for the arrow to poke through to make tracking easier. Waited 90 minutes and went to look for blood at the shot. Did not find blood for 10-15 yards then it was everywhere and lots of bubbles. He didn't go 70 yards and piled up. Biggest bodied deer I have seen in a long time.