Went out with the 22mag today looking to put a couple large fox sq's in the freezer today. Stopped on stalk to survey when I heard a rustle in the standing corn... I spent the next 30 seconds face to face with a symmetrical 6x6 with long main beams. I raised my rifle to closely examine his rack and whispered "yer dead" and lowered the 22. He broke slowly into the corn. I spent the next few mins coming to grips. I kicked him again about 3 hrs later about 50 yds from the same spot. I know where me and the bow are going next Saturday...