2nd Annual Knife Hunter Big Buck Contest! Winner is Izhmash!

Wow, thats a he'll of a deer round. Where are you hunting?

I'm in VA. It is a bit of over kill for deer. I usually use a 308 and bought the 45-70 more for bear but since I just got it and bear season isn't in yet I thought I'd take it out for a deer a little
 
Cool, nice gun. I'm used to bucks in Texas weighing 150 lbs. That may roll them.
 
Rodent Solution.


Nice lever guns gentlemen :thumbup:

Summer sausage is done!!


 
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Trip to KY has helped stock the freezer but not anything to compete with some of the horns in this thread. Congrats to everyone who has bagged a big one and best of luck to everyone who is still out hunting.

Garth
 
Alright, here's my most-applicable entry to date. This is not my best buck ever, but the antlers will be mounted, due to the circumstances. I've said before I can hunt two family properties, and one of those has been in the family since the 1890s. It was inherited by my paternal great-grandmother, who bequeathed it to her only son, my paternal grandfather, whom we buried Sunday. As we were driving from the funeral home to the rural grave site, it was a quiet ride, until my mother, who was sitting in the back seat with my brother, nudged him and pointed at me and said, "Look at him, looking for deer." And of course I was.

Under the circumstances, I decided not to hunt until this Wednesday and Thursday morning. I have maybe an hour and a half of shooting light before I have to get down and change for work, but what can you do? On Wednesday I hunted the other property and heard a buck chasing a doe. They sounded like a train coming thru the woods, the doe blowing, scolding the buck the whole time and the buck grunting in reply. I knew exactly where they were but could not see them. Figuring there was not much chance of seeing chasing this morning in about the same place at about the same time, I decided to hunt the other property, that was my grandfather's, and I told my hunting partner so in a text. He has enough leave he can take off just about whenever, and he decided he would go too. I talked him into letting me hunt the stand he usually hunts, because then I could dress a deer and leave without disturbing him at all, and I was almost certain I would leave before he got down. As I drove to my parking place, I saw his green headlamp skirting the north woodline of the field.

He is ahead of me by about 5 minutes. I slowly and quietly gather my equipment and head across the field to the powerline, waiting until I can see. I carefully glass the south woodline walking in because I had a buck fool me by standing statue-still at first light there last season. Thus, when I get to the stand, it is pretty good light, and I feel exposed on the ladder. I get two steps from the top and put my pack up in the stand and look to my right, and here comes a buck running around the corner of the only patch of woods in the field. My hunting partner must have flushed him out. He never was good at going in quietly. I want to scurry up the last two steps and turn around, but a buck would never stand for that, and if I do too much moving, he will surely see me. He is already two steps from cover and gone forever, coming in at a hard angle to my right, and I've got to stop him before he gets behind me, or I'll have to risk going up higher to turn around and spooking him. So I put up my rifle and he's gaining speed. I see the height of his G2 points and make the decision in about a half second to take him. Using my mouth I yell a loud "Meh!" and he stops, looking around for the source. I push the crosshairs behind his shoulder and send it with him quartering to. He turns around and takes three bounds and then stops and turns in a half circle before collapsing. I'm hovering over him taking pictures when my hunting partner sends me a text, "Was that you that shot?" Oh yeah.

Sounds like a great morning! :thumbup:

Looks like a great buck.:cool:


Congratulations brutha!:)


Rodent Solution.


Nice lever guns gentlemen :thumbup:

Summer sausage is done!!




Camp isnt complete with out some good summer sausage or garlic bologna:)
 
Gabe's Elk.jpg

I was the unlucky one this year did not get my Elk tag but my cousin got his so we headed up to my dads ranch and just happened to locate this little 6 X 7 (yeah I know an oddball non typical stray prong I voted to cut it off)
 
Wow that is awesome. Must say I am a little jealous down in Texas.
 
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I was the unlucky one this year did not get my Elk tag but my cousin got his so we headed up to my dads ranch and just happened to locate this little 6 X 7 (yeah I know an oddball non typical stray prong I voted to cut it off)

Man, just getting to put my hands on him would have been an adventure:thumbup:

Much less packing him out;)

Good thing you had a vehicle of some sort:D

Congrats, thats really a two man job anyway:)
 
Man, just getting to put my hands on him would have been an adventure:thumbup:

Much less packing him out;)

Good thing you had a vehicle of some sort:D

I hear ya Trevor...We passed on 2 others earlier because of the distance to get them out. Good part about the ranch is we have some decent roads my dad will blade them
down so he can get in with cattle trailers when he sells stock.

You know that Great/Bad feeling when you pull the trigger.....you know " I got him"...."dayym time to go to work moving 700 lbs of meat":eek:
We moved him maybe 20 yards under that tree so we could lift him up backed under him with the truck......Beats having to use the Mules this year!!!!

Congrats, thats really a two man job anyway:)

I called it in and when we got to the ranch house the meat shop lights were on floor was mopped everything wiped down my dad was like "lets cut some meat boys"!!! :D
 
I called it in and when we got to the ranch house the meat shop lights were on floor was mopped everything wiped down my dad was like "lets cut some meat boys"!!! :D

Ha! That brings to mind a great image--thanks for that! Envy you guys.

Beautiful trophy bull!

And some great stories here--thread gets better and better. Thanks again for this, Trevor. :thumbup:
 
All of you guys getting to hunt with family this year made me remember a hunt with my daughter, her first time hunting deer in fact. I've posted it on Rat Chat before, but never here.

"I'll tell a pretty funny little story on my girl from her first year of deer hunting.

School, of course, is already in full swing by the time deer season comes around, so a few hours of hunting in the evening is sometimes all the kids can get until the weekend. So one day after school I picked the girl up and headed for the hills. I told her we didn't have much time to hunt, so she might want to ask God for a little help.

Well, we drive to where we're going to go on by foot, gather what we need and head up the hill into a nice basin where we slip in and start glassing. Pretty quick we catch some movement and see a fat forked horn buck moving out of there at a high rate of speed.

Now we had slipped in nice and easy, had the wind in our favor, and this buck broke out four to five hundred yards below us. He held up twice and stared back into the sage brush he had been bedded in. I don't know if there was a coyote in there, or maybe a badger or some such critter, but we didn't blow that buck out of there, something else did as his body language plainly told.

So about the time it was clear we were getting no shot at this deer, I hear my girl a-frettin' and a-mumbling beside me. I asked her, Sis, what in the world is the matter. She says, Well, I really messed up on that one. I told her, No, honey, we didn't jump him out of here, there was something else in there he didn't like, and that's what made him move.

She replied, That's not what I mean. I messed up by asking God to please let me see a deer, and He did, but I didn't ask Him to let me shoot it!"
 
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