Paul Wekerle was hunting in Suffolk County on November 6th when this buck came in downwind and caught him completely off guard. The buck stood 25-yards away sniffing an estrous scent wick Wekerle had put out that morning. As the buck began walking away, Wekerle picked up his can call and a grunt tube and did a series of bleats and tending grunts. With no response from the buck, Wekerle tried a snort-wheeze and the buck snapped his head around and started to turn. The buck just stood there licking his nose and looking back in Wekerle's direction. Then the buck turned away and slowly walked off. Wekerle watched as the buck of his dreams disappeared back into the woods.
About an hour later Wekerle glanced over to where he saw the buck disappear and there he was. The buck had had bedded down just out of sight, probably waiting for a doe. Wekerle knew the buck would take the same trail out that he took in. He immediately got into position. As the buck stepped into one of his shooting lanes, Wekerle stopped the buck and let the arrow fly at 25-yards. The buck didn't make it 80-yards before going down. Wekerle's buck was aged at 4.5 years old, dressed out at 155 pounds and gross scored 135".