Here are a few pictures of my dads, our hunting partners, and my buck from this year. We saw a lot of deer and averaged seeing 4-5 bucks a day, just nothing big except ONE. I have shot a few really nice deer and this one easily outclassed them all. This was a buck of a lifetime. We were just getting in to where we were going to be hunting, came around a corner and there he was up on the hillside. By the time I got my clip in and a shell in the chamber he was all but gone (it seemed like it lasted an eternity but in reality I know this was only a few seconds). He was quartering away through some really thick brush and reprod when I took the shot and I see a limb fly off. Searched and searched but no blood
. If I had one more second he would have been a dead buck.
Here is our hunting partners buck. The buck was up in some thick brush and the angle he had he thought the buck was much larger than it ended up being and he didnt think the buck was going to stick around much longer so he made the shot. If he knew it was this size he would have held off because he still had almost a full week to hunt.
This is my dads that he got the next morning. The weather had changed significantly from rain/snow to clear and cold overnight. We caught this one chasing a few does around just after daylight.
This buck had some unique burrs/sticker points coming off the bases as you can see a little better in this picture
Here is my buck. I hunted nine days in the late season and hadnt seen anything very big besides the one i missed. I had multiple opportunities to pull the trigger on decent bucks but I had drawn the late Aladdin tag to hunt over Thanksgiving so I kind of wanted to give that a shot. The first day I only saw a couple of spikes and the area that I was hunting was getting a lot more pressure than I imagined it would since their were only 50 tags so I was a bit anxious about how things were going to work out. So on Thanksgiving morning I had just got to my stand and sat down and I look up and see a buck. I hadnt even unzipped my backpack out to get my binoculars out. He was moving through the shooting lane pretty quick and I dont have any time to look him over. I can tell with my bare eyes that he is bigger than a basket rack three point so I take the shot without knowing how big he was even though I knew he wasnt a wall hanger.
As luck would have it my batteries are all but dead in my camera so I only got two pictures. And since I was alone this was the best I could do to get myself in the picture. lol
