This buck will be remembered for a lifetime! Not for his size but for the story behind it.
October 28th, Me and Cal were hunting the same land but 250 yards apart. Early that morning a buck came in and spooked but I was able to stop him at about 75 yards. I could make excuses for the shot, but I took a quick shot and the buck ran off.
Cal joined me after giving the buck an hour to bleed out and the blood trail was fantastic! We literally walked at a good pace following the trail; it looked like another great hit for the 308.
After 250+ yards the trail started getting less and less, until there were only drops every few yards. Hunters will know the heartbreak that sinks in when the blood trail stops. Cal and I gave it our best efforts to find this buck but after 4 hours of searching blind, we called it. The feeling of shooting a buck or even a doe and it going to waste is something that I hate.
So, today I’m in the stand that Cal was in that morning I shot the buck we didn’t find. Beautiful morning to hunt and had two bucks fighting but couldn’t get a good shot at them. Fast forward thirty minutes and here comes a doe and knowing with all the activity that was happening that morning, she probably wasn’t alone. After a minute or so this buck walks out and stands on the edge of the food plot for at least 10 minutes, then finally he comes into the clearing. Shoot or not to shoot was running through my mind and I had decided to let him walk knowing Cal and Tristan are coming to hunt with me this weekend.
Then he looked at me and I noticed a gnarly looking neck wound that looked to be bothering (coughing while trying to chew) him while he ate. So I decided to punch a tag and give him a ride home! My brother and others said they thought it’s the same buck based on trail camera pictures I showed them.
I am now happily convinced that this is the same buck! The same size, what appears to be the same rack, a neck wound that’s not fatal but would have bled a lot, and the same location. Unbelievable.
I had to share this story, and it will be a memory I will never forget. I’ve killed bigger bucks, but this is a trophy to me. Memories like this are why I love hunting!