A chaotic November morning begins with a forgotten bow, a 400-yard sprint back to the truck, and a race against first light. Turkeys are gobbling, deer are moving, and the ridge is alive with rut activity.

Then the hunt takes an unexpected turn.
A buck Kurt hasn’t seen since November 6th, 2023 — a heavy-bodied, half-spike bruiser with a distinct old injury — suddenly appears in the exact same area as before.

With turkeys feeding beneath him and the woods glowing red at sunrise, Kurt finds himself in a close-range encounter with a buck he has two years of history with. The kind of moment that defines November.