I moved up as quietly as possible, sure the buck could hear the pounding of my heart. I had full-on buck fever. My son kept trying to hand me his rifle, since this was one big deer, but I refused several times. I was deep breathing and situating the T/C Contender on top of the backpack. By this time, the buck seemed to have scared away the other buck and the does. He started walking towards the feeder, stopping and looking cautiously every few seconds. At around 100 yards, he stopped and presented an almost perfect broadside view. I settled the crosshairs of the Burris 4X scope on the center front of his shoulder and squeezed the trigger. At the shot, the buck kicked and slowly ran/trotted away from us.
We sat for 15 minutes, which seemed a life time, and whispered about what we saw. I knew he was hit, but I went through every bad scenario my mind could conjure. Finally, we walked down to look. No blood. Not a drop anywhere. We swept around the back of the feeder in wide arcs until we reached some large piles of cedar waiting to be burned. I was a bit deflated and thanking God for the sunlight we still had because I figured we would need all of it to search. I started to walk around the big cedar pile in front of me and there was the buck. I was shocked! This was by far bigger than anything I had ever dreamed of taking. The spread was almost 22". The antlers had ten tines, including a broken dog catcher, plus a split dog catcher, and a spur coming off one base. From being the first deer taken from our land, to hunting with my son who spotted the deer, to the friends we stayed with who helped us haul and process the deer, to the trophy laying before me, everything about this hunt made this deer the buck of a lifetime. It's getting a shoulder mount. I'm still giddy!
A few details: the gun was an old T/C Contender with a T/C Super 14 barrel in 30-30 Win. which I recently picked up second-hand. The scope is an old Burris fixed 4X. I used a factory Remington 150 grain Core-lokt load. I've always found the Rem. Core-lokts to be great performers no matter the caliber. The shot hit right where the cross hairs were in the middle front of the shoulder. The buck was at a very slight angle towards me. The bullet made a tiny entrance hole with a few drops of blood coming out, and there was no obvious exit. The top of the heart and the lungs were a mess. The chest was filled with blood, so it all pooled there with nary a drop coming out until the buck expired. Upon inspection, the bullet caused a nasty wound on the inside of the chest wall opposite the entrance, but I'm not even sure if it exited. The next day, I had to quickly get the deer back to my processor, so I unfortunately didn't do a more thorough inspection. Suffice it to say the bullet did a very good job and, I believe, had I hit it a little lower, there would have been a tremendous blood trail.
Sorry for the long winded book, but this is a special deer and I wanted to share all the details. Take care gents!
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Edited by JDK (12/11/17 10:40 AM)
But for the grace of God, there, I go.