Big Bucks Need a Place of Refuge by Steve Bartylla   |  October 4th, 2016 0 I had to do a triple take. It was the afternoon after firearms season had closed, yet the buck sauntering through the wide-open food plot wasn’t just mature — he was ancient. When my Mathews eventually sent the arrow into flight, there was still over an hour of shooting light left. I hadn’t climbed into stand that day with…