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This boy came around the corner last week

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My kids were excited too. I had my wife get them from school to come see the deer. All 3 of them hunted with me at points of the season.

I have lurked for years(on and off)-just never had anything to add.

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Wow, That's an awesome deer. Great pic with the kids too! just a question, is that a scar on his nose or what? cause if it is that's pretty cool.

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Thanks guys.

Nope, not a scar.

Let's just say I have a tendency to shoot deer in the head. blush

At least I did not break an antler off.

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great deer, at least you dont need to worry about lead in the meat wink

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Nice job! That is a nice looking deer. What area did you take him in?

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Nice job! That is a nice looking deer. What area did you take him in?

Permit area 51. wink

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Great buck! Where's the story? It's not complete without a story!

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Great buck and I love the shot with the kids. I'm not sure who is more excited in that picture?

I posted one earlier with my son holding up my buck (from last year). It ended up being our X-mas card picture last year!

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wow thats a great deer. There has to be a story behind that beast.

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Yes, there is definitely a story that day.

I was lucky in 3 ways.

1)The buck-obviously the deer of a lifetime.

We have always done a lot of deer drives and walking. The last few years we have started doing more sitting-as we have some of the best hunting around and we got sick of chasing deer to everybody else.

I got him on an 80 that I have-most of the corn was still standing as was most of the corn around the area.

I had a bug in my ear to take advantage of the standing corn and hunt that field this year-as when the corn is not there-not so good.

I sat on the ground -Saturday morning eveneing and Sunday eveneing.

Sunday afternoon-we decided to move a portable stand to the area (a fateful decision in more ways than one.)

I sat in there Sunday eveneing and a little buck came out-I let him walk-however if the kids had been with-I might have shot him.

Monday night-sat there for a little while-Nada.

Tuesday Morning-I was going to sit until 7:30 or 7:35. He came around the corner-almost exactly 7:30. I remember thinking :That is a really big deer." He looked like an elk coming. I saw him about 125 yards away and I shot him at 63 paces. He was stopped facing me.

Somebody asked me what I was aiming for-I said "Brown"-really I think I was aiming for the white spot on his chest. Shotgun-Sabot slugs-iron sights.

He dropped instantly-I think I want through his mouth and severed the spine in the neck.

2) I am lucky to be alive. I got a little too excited and missed a step on the way down-I fell a ways (with a loaded gun-not good). I laid there for a while and figured out I was still alive.

3) I am lucky to be able to walk-I landed on my lower back on the hitch for the stand. I have a nasty bruise and X-rays show 3 hairline cracks in a vertebra.

As I laid there for awhile-I seriously thought-I am paralyzed-but at least I got a really nice deer first.

It was a real relief-when I tried to move my legs and I could.

4) The deer-He is a monster and the photos do not do him justice-I was unaware of trophy photo protocol-ie turn his head sideways.

We did very little measurement-but others measured him with a greater than 20-inch inside spread.

His mass is something special. There is a lot of antler there. In town-most commented on his big antler bases.

He looked like an elk in the back of the pickup. People followed me that saw him sticking up.

I would love to have myself on tape from that day. I was not thinking clearly-Adrenaline from the deer and shock from the fall-I should not have been driving.

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Nice buck! Congrats. Hope you don't mind if I cleaned him up a bit for ya. That 2nd pic is awesome with the kids! Glad your mishap ended up ok.

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That mass is amazing, he is I don't think he is going to have a problem making the Boone and Crocket books, the only thing that would get him might be the deductions. Awesome deer man, Heck of a story to boot. Glad to hear that you are OK after your fall.

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Wow, great deer, great story glad your ok. I had a buddy in high school that shot a nice buck. He was so excited we walked right off his stand. The 15 foot fall broke one of his legs.

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Great Job eyeguy ! I like the hours you put in to have that opportunity and passing that smaller buck may have been key to taking that mature beast ! Great Job and your kids will cherish the moment with you and your family forever smile

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Very nice buck breaker!! I am guessing you didn't feel as much pain from the fall once you grabbed the mass of that beast! Glad to hear you were ok.

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Nope. I don't buy it. Everyone knows there are no big deer in Mn. The Dnr wont allow it. All they want is little deer. lol

Great buck. Just goes to show, they are out there. IS it at the taxidermist yet?

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Also another great deer/buck from 2008! smile

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