pictures of your best buck, and why
Feb 18, 2016 12:53:38 GMT -5
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Post by onebentarrow on Feb 18, 2016 12:53:38 GMT -5
I saw a three like this on an other form and liked it so well t thought I would start it here too. I'll go first.
This is a long story
I had the Wednesday off before Thanksgiving for my birthday so on Tuesday I was going to set out some ground blinds to doe hunt property I have permission to hunt because of crop danage.
I worked a 2 to 10:30 shift so that I have time to hunt in the evenings. This particular day they made me work two hours overtime so I could not get off at normal time. Because of this I did not get to property to set blinds in till late but still I went and picked a spot I wanted to put my blinds and set them up. When I looked at my watch I did not have enough time to go to the house and shower, put on my hunting clothes and return to the property to hunt that evening. This was an exceptionally warm day in November and all I had on was my regular work clothes but I had a stand that was in a right wind position where I could just sit and watch to see what I may be able to take and where things were moving for the next day.
Went to the truck got my hunter orange hat and my gun (muzzle loader) and proceeded to the stand to just sit and basically scout.
This stand sets overlooking the edge of a picked cornfield and a dry creek that runs across the cornfield that has tremendous amount of growth and brush on each side. After about 45 minutes in the stand I notice a doe on the other side of the Dry Creek in the middle of the picked cornfield feeding which was in the general area of where I had place my blind for the next day's hunt. Not long after that I saw a movement just across the dry creek but could not tell exactly what it was because of the brush. I assumed because of the body size that it was a doe and the deer on out in the field was just the fawn. After watching this deer for approximately 15 minutes it finally put it's head in to a very small opening and I pulled my gun up and looked thru the scope to see if I could see exactly what it was. I noticed that it had horns I did not know how big I did not know anything about it just it had horns. I am a meet hunter so the size really did not matter. I thought to myself" hey this is great I might get to shoot a buck tonight." After watching this year for for quite a few minutes it finally maneuver into a place where there was a very small hole to the chest cavity. I studied my gun and squeeze the trigger. The shot was around 75, 80 yards. I saw the deer drop but could not see the deer on the ground because of all the brush from the dry creek. At this point I became nervous because I have had a couple deer get back up and run off that I did not recover after collapsing in this manner. So I reloaded my gun and got down out of the tree very slowly and stepped back into the woods and followed an ATV trail across the Dry Creek area and came up to the fence line on the other side looking into the pic cornfield for the down buck. The buck was nowhere to be seen. The Dry Creek had a very slight bend in it, I thought about possibly had made it around the bend and died at that point. So I eased over the fence very quietly and slowly ease my way down the dry creek toward the bend looking all the time for the deer. After about 20 yards I caught movement on the edge of the Dry Creek, looked up and it was the buck standing there. Immediately I pulled my gun to my shoulder got brown in the scope and squeeze the trigger. The buck made a large jump across a dry creek and disappeared. I again kneeled down and reloaded my muzzle loader. I did notice that the buck actually had some red around the mouth so I knew there must have been a lung shot or something vital with the first shot. After a short wait to calm my nerves I proceeded to the point where I saw the buck. I noticed very small drops of blood on the ground not the trail I was hoping for. I started tracking the buck down thru the Dry Creek and up to the picked corn field.This is the original cornfield I was overlooking from my stand in the beginning. There was no buck in the field so I knew he had made it to the woods. With the small drops of blood it was hard to track across the field. I proceeded very slowly taking a few steps glancing up in the woods to see if I could see the deer then glancing back to the ground to see if I could find more blood proceeding a few steps after finding blood in repeating the same process. after proceeding about 50 yards I was standing about 25 yards from the woods when I saw the deer get up and take off running in the woods. A shoulder my muzzleloader got brown in the scope and squeezed again. He only proceeded about five more yards and fell down. At this point my buddy (that i did not know was hunting across the road) called me on his cell phone wanting to know what I was shooting at. I told him a buck I would call him back whenever I found it. He said he would come over and help me get the buck out. After this short conversation I knelt down and reload my muzzeloader again. I proceeded on into the woods and found the deer down but not quite expired. I knew the buck was not going to go anywhere so instead of shooting it a 4th time I walked back out of the woods to wait for the inevitable. At no time in the preceding incidents did I really look at the horns but when I walked up on the deer in the woods I realized he was a very very good dear.
At this point in time my nerves were fairly shot. I realized I had just killed the best Buck I had ever seen and I basically collapsed in the field shaking waiting for my buddy to get there to help me with the deer. When my buddy arrived and we proceeded to the deer he started jumping up and down screaming it was a monster. I still did not realize what I had actually shot.
When we got it to the truck we took it into town to have it checked. Meny onlookers came over to the truck and raved about the size of the deer. I still did not realize what I had killed.
To make a long story shorter. The buck dressed at 211 lb on cirtified scale 36 hrs after kill and After the drying time I had it scored. It scored 169 + 2/8 which ended up being the third largest typical ever killed in that county.
To this day we do not know where the deer came from. We had never seen it we had never heard about it no one had ever talked about it it just showed up.
It just goes to show that you need to be in the woods as much as possible even if you aren't in the right clothes or the right time or expecting to shoot anything
I do my own taxidermy work as a hobby and this is the mount I did before that buck.
This is a long story
I had the Wednesday off before Thanksgiving for my birthday so on Tuesday I was going to set out some ground blinds to doe hunt property I have permission to hunt because of crop danage.
I worked a 2 to 10:30 shift so that I have time to hunt in the evenings. This particular day they made me work two hours overtime so I could not get off at normal time. Because of this I did not get to property to set blinds in till late but still I went and picked a spot I wanted to put my blinds and set them up. When I looked at my watch I did not have enough time to go to the house and shower, put on my hunting clothes and return to the property to hunt that evening. This was an exceptionally warm day in November and all I had on was my regular work clothes but I had a stand that was in a right wind position where I could just sit and watch to see what I may be able to take and where things were moving for the next day.
Went to the truck got my hunter orange hat and my gun (muzzle loader) and proceeded to the stand to just sit and basically scout.
This stand sets overlooking the edge of a picked cornfield and a dry creek that runs across the cornfield that has tremendous amount of growth and brush on each side. After about 45 minutes in the stand I notice a doe on the other side of the Dry Creek in the middle of the picked cornfield feeding which was in the general area of where I had place my blind for the next day's hunt. Not long after that I saw a movement just across the dry creek but could not tell exactly what it was because of the brush. I assumed because of the body size that it was a doe and the deer on out in the field was just the fawn. After watching this deer for approximately 15 minutes it finally put it's head in to a very small opening and I pulled my gun up and looked thru the scope to see if I could see exactly what it was. I noticed that it had horns I did not know how big I did not know anything about it just it had horns. I am a meet hunter so the size really did not matter. I thought to myself" hey this is great I might get to shoot a buck tonight." After watching this year for for quite a few minutes it finally maneuver into a place where there was a very small hole to the chest cavity. I studied my gun and squeeze the trigger. The shot was around 75, 80 yards. I saw the deer drop but could not see the deer on the ground because of all the brush from the dry creek. At this point I became nervous because I have had a couple deer get back up and run off that I did not recover after collapsing in this manner. So I reloaded my gun and got down out of the tree very slowly and stepped back into the woods and followed an ATV trail across the Dry Creek area and came up to the fence line on the other side looking into the pic cornfield for the down buck. The buck was nowhere to be seen. The Dry Creek had a very slight bend in it, I thought about possibly had made it around the bend and died at that point. So I eased over the fence very quietly and slowly ease my way down the dry creek toward the bend looking all the time for the deer. After about 20 yards I caught movement on the edge of the Dry Creek, looked up and it was the buck standing there. Immediately I pulled my gun to my shoulder got brown in the scope and squeeze the trigger. The buck made a large jump across a dry creek and disappeared. I again kneeled down and reloaded my muzzle loader. I did notice that the buck actually had some red around the mouth so I knew there must have been a lung shot or something vital with the first shot. After a short wait to calm my nerves I proceeded to the point where I saw the buck. I noticed very small drops of blood on the ground not the trail I was hoping for. I started tracking the buck down thru the Dry Creek and up to the picked corn field.This is the original cornfield I was overlooking from my stand in the beginning. There was no buck in the field so I knew he had made it to the woods. With the small drops of blood it was hard to track across the field. I proceeded very slowly taking a few steps glancing up in the woods to see if I could see the deer then glancing back to the ground to see if I could find more blood proceeding a few steps after finding blood in repeating the same process. after proceeding about 50 yards I was standing about 25 yards from the woods when I saw the deer get up and take off running in the woods. A shoulder my muzzleloader got brown in the scope and squeezed again. He only proceeded about five more yards and fell down. At this point my buddy (that i did not know was hunting across the road) called me on his cell phone wanting to know what I was shooting at. I told him a buck I would call him back whenever I found it. He said he would come over and help me get the buck out. After this short conversation I knelt down and reload my muzzeloader again. I proceeded on into the woods and found the deer down but not quite expired. I knew the buck was not going to go anywhere so instead of shooting it a 4th time I walked back out of the woods to wait for the inevitable. At no time in the preceding incidents did I really look at the horns but when I walked up on the deer in the woods I realized he was a very very good dear.
At this point in time my nerves were fairly shot. I realized I had just killed the best Buck I had ever seen and I basically collapsed in the field shaking waiting for my buddy to get there to help me with the deer. When my buddy arrived and we proceeded to the deer he started jumping up and down screaming it was a monster. I still did not realize what I had actually shot.
When we got it to the truck we took it into town to have it checked. Meny onlookers came over to the truck and raved about the size of the deer. I still did not realize what I had killed.
To make a long story shorter. The buck dressed at 211 lb on cirtified scale 36 hrs after kill and After the drying time I had it scored. It scored 169 + 2/8 which ended up being the third largest typical ever killed in that county.
To this day we do not know where the deer came from. We had never seen it we had never heard about it no one had ever talked about it it just showed up.
It just goes to show that you need to be in the woods as much as possible even if you aren't in the right clothes or the right time or expecting to shoot anything
I do my own taxidermy work as a hobby and this is the mount I did before that buck.
,live and learn I guess.
