After getting pictures of Roman late summer and into the early fall he was the only deer I was thinking about in Ohio. I really wanted to kill a mature buck in Ohio early before I head out on my midwest tour for the rut. To say that I was frustrated after I missed him at 30 yards was an understatement. But you have to have a short term memory when you miss a deer like that. Especially when its closing in on the end of October and the best part of the season is in front of you. I was able to get right back on Roman and on the first day of the red moon I was headed to a clover plot where he showed up the night before in daylight and I just knew it was game on!