Thanks! That's what I thought when he came up out of the creek. He fed into a deep narrow creek and we stalked within 180yds. When he came up out of the creek I was prone and ready. His rack came up first and I quickly quit looking at it. I'd seen plenty and needed to stop staring before I got nervous. He got out far enough I could see his vitals and didn't wait any longer. He was quartering hard so I hit him about the back rib and found the 140gr AccuBond under the hide in his neck right in front of the far shoulder. He made a 50yd dash, dropped, and the celebration began. It was a right time/right place situation, the biggest buck that area had produced in many years was in the low 170's gross. None of the locals had even seen a buck of this caliber around there since the early 80's. Hopefully he rutted hard.