On this page and the next are 5 of the biggest bucks I have
shot.  My sister in law, bless her heart, mounted all but the
one to the left.  Each buck has a story and if you want to
read on I will tell it.
I spotted this buck a half mile away on the top of a ridge
with a small harem of does.  He was pretty busy but the
does spotted me and took off with him in hot pursuit.  I was
able to get a little closer to them by circling around to where
I thought they would go and sure enough I ran into them
again.  The buck had his head down chasing one of the
does.  I waited till he stopped and took a shot.   Dead deer
right and photo time, wrong.  I was standing under a small
pine tree and their was a heavy snow fall at the time .  When
I shot there was nothing but white.  White in my scope,
white in my neck and white about a foot deep all over me.  
The recoil from the shot vibrated the tree enough to shake
all the snow off.  Once I got the snow from between my eyes
and glasses there was no deer to be seen.  I went to the
place I had shot and no blood.  There were lots of tracks so
I headed for the nearest timber, with my nose into a breeze.  
I had gone into the timber only a few steps and the buck
jumped to his feet.  This time I didn't take a rest and just
drooped my sight behind his front shoulder and squeezed.  
Dead deer and photo time right?  Right.  Well almost, I didn't
have a camera
He is what I call a 5 x 5.   I don't count the eye gourds when I
count my antlers.  They are 4 x 4s or 3 x 3s "with".  The
"with" stands for eye guard.  He is  heavy and has an inside
spread of 24 inches.  The length of his tines makes him look
wider.       
This is the first whitetail I ever shot and the biggest.  He makes
the B C book, with a final score of 171 and 1/8, but I have never
entered him.  Why, good question.  He is a 6 X 4 with 6 and 7
inch eye guards.  The inside spread is 26" and the out side is
28".  He has a 3 1/2" and a 1" point on one side that he doesn't
have on the other.  His main beans are shorted than his inside
spread so he gets deductions there also.  His gross score was
at 180.
I had gotten off shift at eight in the morning and my wife and I
were headed up into the mountains to go elk hunting.  We
were about a quarter of a mile out of a little town when he
jumped the road in front of us.  I hit the brakes and ran to the
fence and jumped over.  He stood broadside about 75 yards
and I took a shot.  Missed, my scope was set on 9 power and I
shot right over him.  He turned into the brush and was gone.  I
new the rancher, whose property I was on and I could hear
him feeding cattle about a quarter of a mile away.  I headed
over to talk to him.  It was in the same direction the buck had
gone.  I walked into the brush and on the other side was a little
clearing and guess what?  There to my utter amazement stood
the whitetail with his antlers tangled in an old bared wire fence.
 I couldn't believe it.  He saw me just as he broke lose.  He was
only about 30 yards.  I didn't miss this time.  After dressing him
out, I went on over to the rancher and told him what had
happened.              
Mounts
taken.  He is a 5 X 5 with over 2" long eye guards.  
Each side almost matches up perfectly.  His
configuration is almost square.
I was hunting in a late season that was open for
deer and elk.  My main goal was elk and I went up
into the area the day before .  I was heading up a
rough road in some heavy snow when I hit a rock
under the jeep.  When I got out, I saw oil running
out of middle of the front axle.  I quickly turned
around and headed out to the nearest ranch.  I
called my dad and told him I needed a new seal.  He
drove the 70 miles to bring it to me.  We got it fixed
and new oil added, about 10:00 that night.  The part
I forgot to mention is that on the ranchers gate was
a thermometer and it was 25 below zero.  Dad
headed home and I drove up to the mouth of the
canyon in the dark.  I slept in the back of the truck
that night.  I planned on driving on up in the
morning but when I woke up there we outfits
already headed up.  I decided to just head up the
nearest ridge from the parking lot.  I had only gone
a short ways up this very steep ridge when two
bucks cut across in front of me.  One was this
buck.  I could look down into the parking lot and
see the game wardens truck and I looked at my
watch and it was 10 minutes till shooting light.  I let
him go and started up the ridge.  Ten minutes later
here came the same two bucks again just a little
above me.  Some one had spooked them back.  I
could still see the game wardens truck but I
opened the days hunting at 20 seconds after
shooting time.