Its nothing spectacular but after putting in a lot of time and energy in to different hunts I finally connected. I was looking for a bull but didnt see one in 2 days of scouting and about 50 miles of driving.
Shot her at about 250 yds. Rd hit the very bottom of the spine and took a sharp turn and hit the back hip. She dropped right where I shot her.
Guess that was a good thing. I was all by myself and getting her loaded up was a real chore. I got my rig stuck not long after that as well and luckily some other hunters stopped and helped me out. I repaid the deed not 2 miles back down the trail when I ran it some guys whose frame snapped on their 6 wheeler. Funny how that stuff works out.