I was sitting about 30 foot up a long leaf pine with some real tall oak thicket behind me watching a transition line. The deer were bedding in front of me and behind me. I was about to nod off when I hear some commotion off to my right, and I see a gray blob busting through the briars making a lot of noise. At first I thought it was a coyote and I was thinking GAME ON, so I roll the rifle over to shoot left handed when I realized it was a doe, she was bleating, and running RIGHT at me and was going to run under my stand. I flip the rifle around to shoot right handed and she wouldn't stop at all. She never saw me so I knew she had something hot on her trail, since in that part of Texas they are in the 3rd rut right now. Less than a minute later I hear commotion again and hear grunting and a small spike comes hauling *** through the brush taking the same path right under my stand. He stopped behind an oak tree exposing his right shoulder to me just for a moment, and I let him have it. I thought at first I didn't hit him because he just took off running. I quickly reload my rifle, expecting the woods to be dead at this point when it's almost like everything got rewound and I see the same gray blob busting thru the brush, only this time it's an 8. Same song and dance, runs right under my stand but stops broadside 40 yards away with his ears in the alert position. I was already thrown down on him hammer off. As soon as I saw those ears go up, I knew he was legal and dropped the hammer. The accurate 38-250F hit him so hard he dropped immediately and got back up, and made it a maximum of 40 yards pumping blood everywhere.
Words cannot express how happy I am that everything worked out with this rifle, the hunt, and the whole entire weekend, and to have something like this play out on Texas public land is incredible. First kill with a Winchester Model 94, first kill with a 38/55, and first kill with a cast bullet, and to top it off, I rebuilt the rifle, cast the bullet, and loaded the ammo.