I'm lucky enough too be able to walk out of my back door and go deer hunting! It's always been my dream to "kill a big-un" on my property so I could look up at him and say ...he came off MY property
As I have hunted, I've passed up small bucks, (spikes, 4 pts. and even a few small basket racks)...waitin for mister big
I did finally kill ....mister big last smokepole season. He carried a 7 pt rack, 18 " wide but he was on the decline, real old and tired looking, swayed back. Big around as a barrel and short legs. I popped a cap and figured I had killed "de man". He had the area I hunt in torn up. Scrapes were red hot, trees rubbed, as hot a place as I've ever hunted
The spot went cold for about a week. Til the new man stepped up to the plate. He was rubbing the same trees higher that "de man had", opened up the scrapes even bigger.
I had 'de mans' horns done in a horn mount as they were nice but not great. and figured I had finally reached my goal. Til, this new buck showed up. I've been counting down the days til I could "sit the tree" and wait on mister big. Even sit it once just to see what was going on . saw a spike and a nice 6 pt. no mister big. But I kew he was around.
My world turned yesterday
It all started with the buzzards sitting in a tree about 30 yards from the house. Wife said they had been hanging around for the last few days. SO, I checked out way the birds were my new neighbors.... and their he was . Man talking about a buck. He was an eight, Haven measured it yet, but about 20 "wide. The points, man the are about 12 " long, I swear as pretty a rack as I have see.... and I've never seem one this pretty ...in the wild
Don't know how he died, but what a shame , he should have gone down like the warrior he was, not just laying down and die. It's a shame he could not have had one more chance to breed the does, pass on his genes and give me something to look forward to for yet another season! Oh, well, such is life