It was our 2 day ML season this past weekend. Buck or doe here in my part of KY. The wife got in her blind, about 30 minutes before daylight, due to where she hunts behind our house. I waited till it was good enough light to shoot, and drove over to my neighbors field where I hunt. I drove around the edge, which rolls over, in case any deer that were still in the field couldn't see me. As I came up on the edge of the field, about 40 yds from my blind, I looked at a pipe feeder I had out and there stood a whopper of a deer. I saw he had horns, didn't look at them again. I slithered off the 4 wheeler as I slid the sling of my rifle over my head and as my knees hit the ground, I softly slid the rifle over the seat, with it still running. I had my scope set on 6x and as the crosshairs steadied on the left shoulder, I touched her off. 100grains of BH 209 sent a 300gr PT across the 100yds at 2100fps, and as I lost him in the smoke and recoil, I hear a THWAP! I ducked down under the smoke and saw him scooting off, both shoulders on the ground when he went behind some brush. I reloaded my rifle, waited 10 minutes, got back on my atv and went to where I last saw him, nothing, one spot of blood and hair, I knew he must be down in the dried up pond where I last saw him. I checked that out, nothing. I started doing circles, and about 100yds out, I saw him in a ditch, stone dead. About that time my phone buzzed and the wife called, wanting to know if I had gotten anything, did she need to come help me. I told her to keep hunting. I drove down to the deer, and there was no ground shrink, the closer I got, the bigger he got. His right horn was broken off above the brow tine, and the right side had 4 points, all had the tips broken off of them. I sat down and looked at the deer, and tried to move him, I could not, and I can usually drag a 150 pounder with one arm. I gutted him and realized I had shot the biggest whitetail of my 57 years. I would have loved to see the deer that whupped up on him! His neck was as big as a 5 gallon bucket, and his chest, gutted, was 18" high laying on the ground. As I was wiping my hand off, I hear Ka=pow right where the wife was. I called her and she said it is brown and down, she had shot a 90# doe, in the neck at 90 yds, DRT. I came over to her, she had it gutted by the time I got there. We drove it to the barn and hunt it on the hoist, then got the low 4 wheeler trailer and went to retrieve my deer. I didn't say anything to the wife, and she walked up to it, looked at the broken horn, then her eyes got big, and she said this is far bigger than anything we have ever killed. And she has taken 34 deer, some of them bruisers. We worked the rest of the morning skinning, boning out the 2 deer. I weighed the big cooler I put them both in, and it weighed 9# empty, it weighed 161 with the meat inside, and we had lost most of the off shoulder and brisket on my buck, I checked it twice. I had estimated my buck at #200, I knew he would go that much, but doing some quick math, I realized he had to dress out at about 220 minimum.We kept the meat on ice, and finished trimming some cuts up, and ground everything but the backstraps and tender loins. I took the meat up to a country store, with a big ole scale. I had them tare it with a plastic tub I had the packaged meat in, and had her weigh all the tubs. We came out with #147 of packaged ground burger! The wifes doe probably made 20-25#. I had room to put it in the freezer, but could not have put one more pack in. Last week I had taken 2 does with a bow, and added #30 of pork to the 65 # of deer burger, for 95# total already in the freezer. With some left over deer from last year, we have enough to do us for 2 years probably. This means a lot to us, since I am on a fixed income, from having to take early retirement/disability last year due to having 3 strokes in one day, from infection in a hip replacement. I ended up having 4 hip surgeries, in 18 months. I still have to use a forearm crutch to get around, my right leg is nearly paralyzed and cant walk over 100yds, without having to rest. I have chronic fatigue along with a host of other side effects from the stroke. I am a life long hunter, and managed to take 2 deer the last 2 years, even on crutches. This year has been one for the books. I feel truly blessed. I can send pics if anyone can post them for me.
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Originally Posted by ChristopherO
I found a new one from a member here
