So, you know how it is... You see that big buck that makes your heart beat a little fast at just the wrong time. Loading my gun in the car, I saw a doe behind the house. So I put the gun in my car, started walking over to it. Hear some crunching, and BINGO, I found the buck that ripped up my maple tree... the Friday before deer hunting season at 12:45 in the afternoon. Needless to say, I did get a deer, it wasn't a buck.I couldn't get close enough to tell, but I think it is only 8, but is a nice 8 at that. Attached below are a few more pictures. Kinda blury, camera man was shaking a little bit :-).
1 comment:
Holy Crap...that was a big buck. That is the way it goes!
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