Most mule deer killed

1 archery buck
2 rifle bucks
1 archery bull
2 rifle bulls
6 rifle cows
3 rifle does
5 rifle coyotes
1 archery javelina
1 shot gun turkey
1 rifle turkey
 
I've got 9, not bad for just turning 26. 7 during utahs general seasons and 2 in colorado in 0-1 point units. Planning on adding two more this year.
 
I live in Wisconsin so quite whitetails probably around 30.

3 mulleys
1 wyoming rifle
1 North Dakota bowkill 150" gross 145" net
1 Montana Rifle
hopefully 1 more from wyoming this year

0 Elk, hopefully wyoming next year.
 
One general tag buck in Mt every year since I was 12...25
Couple years up around Saco when you could get 5 more either sex tags...
Out of state hunts...
a BUNCH
 
Didn't start hunting mule deer until 1992 and missed several years, but around a dozen. If you count whitetails in MI and TX, along with a dozen or so elk and antelope, the count would be close to 100, give or take a few.
 
50+
2 idaho
2 wyoming
3 colarado
4 nevada
8 cali xzone muleys
countless d-zone hybrids
 
Old guy's perspective...
Back in the day, the question was more, "did you get your deer" rather than how big he was. Most hunting back then was for the meat, and if a big rack was attached then all the better. It was also common back in "the day" to party hunt, so maybe the more appropriate question might be how many deer have you LEGALLY killed.
Given that background I am guessing there are some on this site that could boast of killing maybe even a hundred muleys.
I will say that I have probably killed more than my share. That leaves me (and probably many others) counting more the "quality of the experience" rather than the number of bucks hanging on the pole.
 
In the fall of 1975, I was hunting with the director of F&G and a regional conservation officer; a mutual friend had invited me...they were all much older than I and I had repented of my party-hunting ways several years earlier (it was how it was once done).

For the first two days, every deer we saw ran right past me...could have shot at least 75 deer...at least they were within range and legal. As stated, I was no longer party hunting and I wanted another BIG one.

That evening, the head of F&G asked me to take a walk...he put his arm around my shoulder and actually said, "son, I was told you're pretty good with that rifle...CAN you use it?" I assured him I could and he asked, "why the H... I didn't shoot something".

Because I want a big one......He told me, I may be willing to go home empty-handed but he wasn't. He made it VERY clear, I was to shoot the next deer (either sex was legal) that got near me....he'd tag it but he'd walked FAR enough.

It WAS a different time.


Within the shadows, go quietly.
 
Started hunting in 1979 here in Calif,and got to hunt private land for many years.First out of state trip was to Jiggs Nevada in 1972. My uncle worked for the circle L ranch and got to hunt private land there for about ten years.After that was Colorado, Utah,Wyoming. Well over 100+ deer
 
It was a different era way back when, and like Littlebighorn indicated, party hunting was more acceptable. The question of "most mule deer killed" to the trigger man of an extended family generally meant most deer killed in one day.
 
So?

If We started Party Hunting again is everybody OK with it?

It kinda phased out!

Maybe we could phase it back in & say it's OK again!

For GAWDS Sakes Guys,We Got Kids on this Site,Some of them are 65 years Old!:D

I don't care if they're big or small!
If they throw lead I like em all!
:p
 
There were more deer back when people party hunted, maybe the herds will come back if we go back to party hunting?

When I was younger my grand parents would let me shoot their deer for them. Its just how it was. I didn't start keeping track of how many deer until I started with a bow, so 9 bucks and 3 bulls with a bow.
 
I've got 9 muleys on the walls in this room and maybe close to that many more in the pile. By far, most of my bucks taken were pure Blacktails, the last one i can think of taken a good while ago. I also have another 20 or so muley-blacktail cross bucks. All together, including a couple POS whitetails, near 100 bucks taken.

For every buck that i have shot, i'd wager that on average, i had passed on 10 bucks or more...but that's another thread. :)

I've been against group or party hunting my whole life. The last thing i ever wanted was someone else shooting my buck and filling my tag.

Joey
 
5 Muleys
2 Elk
1 Antelope


"The deadliest weapon in the world is a Marine and his rifle." General John J. "Black Jack" Pershing, US Army
"Most men go through life wondering if they made a difference, Marines don't have that problem." President Ronald Regan
 
Ive killed one buck muledeer every year since 1998 so thats 12 and for the past 4 years add an additonal whittail buck to that, then a half adozen additional does,four bull elk, 3 cows,and 10to 30 coyotes a year since i was 10 so an avrage of about 210 total coyotes, and three red fox.

moseley
 
Have killed 5 with a rifle, 2 with a bow... all general season. Two 4-points, Two 3-points, and my first three with my rifle were all 2-points...


"Therefore, wo be unto him that is at ease in Zion!" 2 Ne. 28: 24
 
Been huntin' since I was 12 (when I could secure a tag...sometimes a second/antlerless permit)Since the draw system, didn't always draw...so I'm guessing in about 51 yrs., probably only about 20 (if that). Also, never killed a buck over a 150-sized; at least 12 when hit by car/truck (four vehicles TOTAL loss!) Then at least another 4 put down as result of accident or hunting wounds, or disease/starvation.
 
I have a journal that I have recorded every kill since I started hunting so I reviewed it and here are the results.

3 mule deer
3 elk
2 antelope
1 sitka blacktail
2 black bear
146 whitetails
 
I stopped counting at 50 and that was a few years ago,at least 40 were pure black tail the rest mule deer.
 
In BC we can harvest 3 deer a year. I've been hunting since I was 10. Shot my first deer at age 12. I'm 40 now. Some years I've killed 3 and some years I've killed none. If I had to guess I'd say over 50(muleys and whiteys).
 
LAST EDITED ON Aug-02-11 AT 09:54PM (MST)[p]I'm thinking 5 mule deer. One in Idaho, one or two in Wyoming, one in Utard, at least one or two in Kali. I passed up some in Nevada, and missed a monster in New Mexico.

I'm going to say 5.

Eel

Edit: oops, make that 6. I got two in Idaho. I forgot about our trip to SE.
 
This thread cracks me up.
My weiner's bigger, NO, my weiners bigger, NOOOOO!!!
 
I don't really see it that way at all , I expected to open it and see a bunch of 40's and 50's +.

Not that it would be a lie but I just expected it and was pleased to see some pretty low to average numbers.

Bill

Look out Forkie, FTW is watching us!
 
Well Bill, I wasn't going to post but my resistance was compromised.

I'm one of the old dogs who has killed about 50+ deer and around 20+ elk. About half with a bow and half with a rifle. I have yet to kill a big game animal with a muzzle loader.

I've killed 8 WT and about the same in Coues deer

Back in the day we could fill our rifle tags with the bow AND fill our bow tags. We also whacked a doe every year or so also. It can add up pretty quickly if you're killing 3 deer per year for several years. Add that to muntiple States and 43 years of deer hunting and the 50 mark is probably very conservative.

Zeke
 
15 Muleys-rifle
8bull elk, (4rifle,3 archery, 1 muzzleloader)
2black bear-rifle

Most of them were head shots at 700+ yards! :)
 
Hey there one-dry,

Not ONE of my deer were killed with those damn VLD's. LOL

Just hackin' on ya bro!

It was nice to talk on the phone yesterday. I'm still excited for your Bighorn hunt. Work hard, play hard!

Zeke
 
Lol you better start being nice to me or when you call me to help pack out your cuz's ram, I will just send you to voicemail! :)
 
22years ago I bagged my first deer ( a whitetail doe) I have been hooked ever since :) I was 14 then and had to learn how to hunt on my own. I grew up in Missouri so I have taken 30 some whitetails. Then 12 Years ago I got smart and moved to Colorado. In the last 12 years I have taken 10 elk, 11 muleys, 3 bears, 1 pronghorn, 1 mt.goat. Man I love the west :) I have taken 16 of these animals with a bow. Good thing bowseason starts in 3 weeks because we are about out of meat. Last year we put 2 elk ,4 deer, and a bear in the freezer and all I have left is a little burger and some bear summer sausage. We actualy never buy beef. we depend on game I wouldn't have it any other way. good luck hunting this season!
 
Zeke I to am in the 50 (give or take) range as I grew up hunting CA with two tags and did some out of state for quite a few years up to now.

The last 5 years or so I have backed off a bit because I tend to prefer my kids shooting the blacktails we find however I have quite a few years of 3 or even 4 bucks a year. I would guess 20+ on Muleys and around 30 pure blacktails.

As I said it wouldn't be a lie for the people posting 50+ and I wouldn't doubt it I just thought with some of the egos in here we would see some more.LOL

Bill

Look out Forkie, FTW is watching us!
 
24, but only 8 booners (gross - net is for fishing).

WP

"My only regret in life is setting my goals too low"
 
Willie,
Congratulations on the Booner's. Net or gross I don't care either! That's a remarkable feat! You da man!

Zeke
 
You guys brag about having B&C deer and claim you dont care about net score?Isnt B&C entry determined by net score?
 
I'm 26 and I've killed 8 muleys in colorado with my rifle, 5 muleys with rifle in arizona, 2 muleys with bow in az, 1 muley w/ rifle in ut, 1 kansas rifle whitetail, 2 elk in az w/ rifle, 2 bulls with bow in az & 1 az bear with bow (cover of 2009-10 Arizona Hunt Regs)
 
nonyamt,
To clear up how I feel about scores, I don't care too much about the "book" entry but score is used by me to get a feel for the size class of the deer. I guess that would make it a booner..... almost! LOL
You're right though, a buck either makes book or it doesn't but it still would be a true trophy.
Zeke
 
+1 on a animal not being a "Booner" until he has been officially scored, submitted,... The term is used way to liberally IMO, especially when one has the gross score to qualify but not the net score.

In this case, "nets" are for... the Records of North American Big Game Books!

Joey
 
I have killed around 10 muleys and around 15 blackies in CA.

I guess if I really sat down and thought about it I could get an exact count but it doesn't matter that much to me. The most important part was the hunts themselves and the people I shared the hunts with.. sadly most are gone now but we sure had a lot of fun over the years.
 
9 for nine years straight hopefully 10 this year i have to go completely by past years and straight knowledge of the country i hunt havent made it out to scout once. next year i hope to add a colorado muley and bull to my numbers
 
I know I'm tied for fewest at zero (0).

Over a hundered blacktail tho . . .

Maybe I'll get my first muley in WYO this year.
 
Not many.

5 rifle mule deer
1 muzzle loader mule deer
1 archery mule deer
2 rifle coyote (and many, many misses)
1 rifle elk

No tags this year
 
I'm young, still in my 20's. So keeping count is still fairly easy. Lol

3 rifle Mule deer
6 rifle blacktail
1 archery blacktail
9 rifle whitetail
4 archery whitetail
50+ yotes
 
Really guys, who cares? Is a guy a better hunter because he whacks a little buck EVERY year or because he became selective and only shoots the big boys? Considering guys hunt multiple states quite often, it would be easy to shoot 4 or 5 bucks a year.
 
one of the above posts mentioned "there were more deer back then". I don't think so! In a way if the game and fish set a number of tags to be sold, surely they base that on whats best for the herd and would expect all the tags to be filled? so who cares if someone don't want to kill their own...
 
12 Mulies
1 Elk
1 Antelope Shot it last year so Off my bucket list
0 Blacktail Still on my bucket list.
 
Geez, I didn't want to incure the wrath of the ethics police. What the Hell.

I really am not bragging here....I was coerced into this post.

I don't KNOW how many deer I have killed, how many cars I have owned or how many fistfights I have been in. Some things I just simply never bothered to count.....I wasn't aware there would be a test later.

I have lived most of my life in, argueably, one of the best deer areas in California.

I'll just say that I shot my first buck when I was 12, in 1958.
By the time I was 15, I easily had 25. Figure in at least 8 a year until I got out of school in '65. Probably only averaged 2 a year from '65 to '75, when I mostly didn't care about it much any longer. I never bought a deer tag in Ca for a 20 year period.

My family had at least 4 "hunters" who never left camp once my cousins and I got old enough to handle the "hunting part" of the "hunting trip". Jack Daniels ran the adult section of deer camp.

My uncle had a ranch outside of Dolores, Colorado and we hunted there most years also. We killed antelope, deer, elk, grouse, lions, etc. A non res big game license and tags for juniors was like, $18.

Up until about 1965, most of the 9 adults, including my grandmother, had as many as 4 tags each, every year. They rarely loaded a rifle.Do the math.

"Party hunting", as it is called nowdays, was as normal as shooting a doe for "camp meat", at the first opportunity once we left the pavement. Sometimes we tagged it even...

Even if it was not legal to do so, it was just how it was and I KNOW several wardens who knew we did it......not the doe part, but the party hunting thing. It was a nationwide practice and still is in MANY parts of the country.

The ethics police will label us as poachers and chastise our ethics. Sue me......it was a different time and I'm glad I lived it and I miss the era in general. We were taught to respect the animals, the land and other peoples rights and property.

Call it/me what you want, but I see things done now that we would NEVER have considered OK in 1963.

I won't say when the last time was, that I had a young hunter fill my deer tag. It may be legally wrong but I dispute that it is morally wrong.

To the guy who said that there weren't more animals back then.....wrong!

Did I and my generation, hurt the herds by our practices back then....I can't say, but I ain't about to appologize for that period of my life...ever.

Bearing in mind that I don't care, fire away!

".....but by God, I never said a word to a pig!"
 
Hey Nickman,
You're just a click older than me so when I read your rant I almost thought you were writing about me! (except I'm in Ut)

It WAS a different time. I didn't have to worry about ending up on someone's silly trail cam and eventually all over the internet.

Maybe, just maybe I'll buy one of those new-fangled things so I can "claim" my waterhole too.

Oh, I'll probably whack a deer or two this year too.

I am a hunter, therefore I kill.........

Zeke
 
wisconsinfarmer said, "2 mules 1 elk 9 whitetails over 130 and a lot under"

Did them Mules piss you off or were they just taken for the eaten? :)

Joey
 
1 mule and dont care for another

17 whitetails, i like my corn fed whitetails

8 elk
 
I'm not sure I could even remember how many I've killed. The one thing I haven't done though is killed one with a bow. Still working on that one.

Brownboy
 
Nick -

You mentioned party hunting and back around the mid '50s my whole family used to go deer hunting and it was quite an event.

Everyone had a tag, my parents, aunts, uncles and while I was to young to hunt this one year my Dad killed two bucks that were together he tagged one and my Mom tagged the other. When he was going back to drag the second buck to camp someone shot at and missed another buck that almost ran in to him and he killed that one as well which a aunt or uncle tagged.

Point being party hunting was not unusual as there were always more tags than deer taken and everyone shared, while times are different now I believe party hunting still happens.

I see it no different than when you go out fishing on a party boat, everyone fishes and the ones that are having a good day keep fishing so all aboard can take home fish. People can say what they want but just because it's fishing it is no different.
 
One did the other was a 164 5x5 with eye guards I live in wisconsin lot easier to kill whitetails here since we don't have muley's :)
 
14 mueldeer bucks 5 archery
12 buck antelope 3 archery
6 doe antelope 2 rchery
3 bull elk 1 archery
4 cow elk
 
LAST EDITED ON Aug-28-11 AT 01:24AM (MST)[p]Well hell.......you finally got me too.

My first deer hunt was in 1961. Took one shot with an old Enfield .303. Aimed at one muley and hit and killed a completely different deer. Only missed hunting deer one year until 2005 at which time I decided I would never kill another Utah deer with a general season tag until our deer herd was back on its feet. I still scout for my grandsons and encourage them to shot when they see a buck they want to kill.

I hope, before my eyes and knees are completely gone, I can kill more deer in Utah but unless things change, I'm in the bleachers when it come to Utah deer. I don't begrudge anyone else killing deer, as long as the DWR issues tags people have a right to hunt and harvest. I got plenty of issues when it comes to mule deer management but as long as they're selling tags, people have the right to try to fill them.

I kept tack of my numbers until some time back in the 80's, when my kids started shooting deer, after that, I lost track. I only remember killing more than one deer a year once. I always told my hunting buddies, "don't you ever kill a deer and expect me to tag it, and I will not kill a deer for you, kill your own and let me kill mine."

I've never killed a bragging buck. I've had three chances that I can remember.

One was a running away shot at a stud of a buck out on Parker Mountain. I guessed him at 350 yards and held the old BAR 7mm about a foot over his head and hit right where I'd aimed. By the time I cussed a little and composed myself I figured he'd run another 75 to 80 so I figured I hold in the same place, about a foot over this head again, and sure enough, I hit right between his antler again, a foot high. He must have been a lot closer than I'd figured, because, you know, I'd have never just aimed poorly!!!!

Second was on Thousand Lake Mt. cannonball and I found a 160 acre patch of private ground that was part of the general muzzleloader unit, clear on top the mountain. I was carrying my kentucky long rifle flint lock (built by none other than the cannonball he's self), all decked out in beads and hair-pipe, feeling all fat and sassy. cannonball circled a quakie grove one way, I went the other. One of the prettiest buck you can image walk up to the edge of the quakies, and stops, broad, at about 50 yards. Perfect 4 by 4, main beams are 5 inches past this alert ears. Heavy chocolate antlers, 4 inch eye guards (give or take.) A chip shot, even with the flinter. I straighten right up, right foot slightly forward, I'm a lefty. Focused. Raise that 50 inch octagon barrel. Solid, like a bench rest. Breathe out, squeeze slow. Pan flashes, I'm a marble statue, holding, holding, holding, powder ignites, right on que. Ball leaves barrel, hits dirt, 2 feet in front of his left shoulder. Buck turns, wanders back into quakies. I'm left, holding my gun! cannonball..........well, he can be an SOB at times.

Third and the largest buck I've ever had a shot at. Tusher Mountains, low country south of I-70. Long day. First year of the early muzzleloader season. Two of us, hot and tired, 30 minutes of light left. Coming off the mountain on the Quads. Yep, road hunting!!!! Big buck, big, big buck, bottom of a deep canyon, off to the right of the road. We tenderly shut them down, 100 yards down the road. We angle back, down the canyon, thick J-P for cover. My buddy is waiting for my like one pig waits for another. I'm fat, he's fast. I slip out of the cedars when I think I'm about right to be straight across from Mr. Big. I step around the last cedar and say to myself, "I'll be damned, we didn't boo him, he's still right where he was". Straight across the canyon, 130 yards +/-. I can see my bud, 20 yards below me, and he's already in a shooting frame of mind. I think, "carp, dead deer"! This guy don't miss when he pulls the trigger. But I get ready, just the same. He shots, dirt flies, deer wheels and heads right straight up the canyon wall. I've got one shot. Muzzleloader, you know how that works. I'm thinking,"he just might stop when hits the top". Then I do something abnormal for me, I wait. Mr. Big gets 20 yards from the top and hits the skids and looks back over his shoulder as my buddy. I figure, hot damn, I got a 18 inch wide by 4 foot long target, even at 150/200 yards, I can spine shoot him regardless of how far this maxie ball drops. I'm shooting up hill at 50 to 60 degrees. I'm now down in the canyon and he's at the top. I remember that Parker Mt buck I'd missed 20 years before so I thinking, "I'm holding on hair this time folks". I level the Austin Hallack (I'd borrowed it from my son.) right at the base of his gorgeous head. I crack the cap. I can hear my skinny buddy, screaming. and when I can finally see through the smoke, Mr. Big is starting to slide down the canyon wall, then he starts to tumble, and then he's literally cartwheeling, azz over tea kettle down to the canyon floor where he comes to an abrupt stop, 100 across and below me. The fall should have killed him. This was one of those old hog bucks, antlers well past his ears, we guessed 32" to 34" wide. Massive main beams, through binoculars they looked like scrub oak stumps. No eye guards but gnarly stuff that started at his skull went clear out to where his front forks started. He had 8 inch front forks +/-, that carried their mass clear out to the tips. His backs were thinner, by comparison, and the forks were short, maybe 5 or 6 inches. (His back forks made me think his teeth were poor and he'd started to regress.) I've seen a few dandies over the years, my buddy has seen more. This was the biggest buck I'd ever pulled down on, by far.

So.........here's the rest of the story. Even though, I had a giant laying in a heap, a 100 yards away, things went in the crapper right after I pulled the trigger. Austin Hallack's have an issue that I learned about the hard way. They have a bolt action that opens to allow you to slide a percussion cap on the nipple and when you close it, it cocks the trigger. Well.............I can get a little excited, at times like these. Calm as hell usually. (Well, some might question that.) Anyway, being a seasoned old mountainman from back in the 70's, I know the first thing you do after firing your piece, "load up another, real quick like". Now, I have killed a few deer with a muzzleloader over the years, so I kind of have an idea how all this works. With my buddy screaming, "you broke his back, you broke his back, you broke his back, I can't believe you hit him, I can't believe it, you broke his back". As I watch Mr. Big cartwheel down the canyon, my adrenalin is up a titch, and I reach up and grab that bolt and jerk the action open with a significant degree of force. Like all the force a 250 pounder can muster in a moment of high anxiety. Next thing I know, I've got a bolt in my left hand and an Austin Hallack in my right.

Without looking down, I'm trying to put the bolt back into the actin as I stumble my way down to where my buddy is screaming. I come to breathless slide next to him and he's hopping around like a ten year old on a trampoline. The way that buck came down that canyon wall and piled up at the bottom we were both certain I'd spin shot him. We were celebrating and bragging and boasting about what a beast he was and how he was going to look on the wall, what a hell of a shot I'd made, and what great hunters were, etc., etc. After a few minutes of a pure and unadulterated testosterone induced war dancing my buddy decides I aught to just get on over there and claim my prize. I was at that time that I showed him my hands, A bolt in one and a muzzleloader in the other. His response, "will put the damn thing back in". I explained to him my inability to do that. His response, "give it to me". He soon discovered, that he to wasn't all that smart either. The bolt was not going back in that gun until my son put it there. He say's, "well take mine, I'll stay here until you get over there so I can direct you to him through that willow patch. (The bottom of the canyon was full of thick patch of willows.) He cant go any where, his back's broke". Well, I agreed and I can see blood running out his nose, but been as I'd already screwed up getting two other really big bucks in my life, I'm a little edgy and I say, "maybe I should put another shot into him. just to make sure". My wise and ever so thoughtful buddy, whom I trust with my wife, say's, " the hell you will, you'll hit an antler, your not going to shot at him from this distance, he can't go anywhere, just get over there and finish him off at point blank". I'm thinking, "ya, your always way head of me, I probably will shot a beam off", so off I go. Down into the willows and out the other side. Just as I come out of the willow patch, I see Mr. Gig, at twenty yards, and he sees me. Up he staggers. "What the hell!" I throw up my buddies rifle. "What the hell", again. "A peep sight!" "On a muzzleloader!" "Son of a bit_h!" (I haven't shot a peep site in 30 years.) Mr. Big is staggering, stumbling, wobbling, weaving, walking, running, then bounding, through the cedars. 2lumpy is cursing, wobbling, and waving that peep site around trying to find a front sight and Mr. Big, who's "broken back" is looking pretty damned healthy at the moment. He hits the cedars, I never pull the trigger. Gone, finished, done. Here one second, gone the next.

Never saw him again, tracked blood for 300/400 yards. Ran out of day light. Picked up my sons and two other friends and made circles on the mountain for two miles over the next two days. Went back ever three days for a month to see if any crows/magpies showed up, nothing. Never found him, never heard of anyone ever seeing him again. Course, anyone could have shot him on the rifle hunt but as big as he was I was hopeful someone might show him off if they'd kill him.

I've lived that experience a million times over the years and tried to figure out where happened. My best guess is this. I was shooting at sharp uphill angle, I held on the the back of his head, because on the angle of the canyon wall his head and front shoulder where three feet higher than his butt. He was straight across and straight up. With the angle of the hill, even at 150/200 yard or what ever it was, the maxie ball was still climbing and gravity wasn't dragging it down like it would have had I been taking a flatter shot. Therefore, rather than hitting him in the spine, like we figured, I had shot slightly to the left and where as the bullet didn't drop much, it hit him in the face somewhere, (right where I held) that was why he was bleeding out his nose. Of course a 400 grain piece of lead to the face would tend to make one a little tipsy and with the angle of the canyon wall, when he went down, he start to slide then tumble and he was literally fling head over back-side down the mountain, and he hit with a resounding thump. Me and my bud (my bud and I, if your keeping score here) were so proud of ourselves we stood there and admire him for 5 minutes, while he's gathering his senses. When I came out the other side of these willows, right next to him, he got energy and struggled to his feet and after 20 or 30 yards he was back on a dead run, while I'm waving the peep sight around, trying to find him in the site. My guess is, he lived and may have died of old age, I'd rather think that than I'd shot his jaw to pieces and he starved to death, but I'll never know.

I've learned some good lessons over the years. Wouldn't trade the memories for anybody else's.

Regarding, the number of deer I've killed, I really have no idea, a fair number I guess, more than some, less than others. The truth is, I think I have let far more deer go that I've ever killed. For some of us, after we've killed a bunch, killing a deer isn't as important as it once was. Until 2005 I never stopped hunting deer in Utah but by enlarge I stopped killing deer quite a few years before I stopped buying a tag. There is nothing I would like to do more than carry a rifle on the deer hunt again, but for me, I can't bring myself to do it until things get better for this great animal. Got absolutely no quarrel with the my good friends that kill deer every year. We all have our perspectives and our outlooks, to each his own, and for those of you that are hunting mule deer in Utah this year, I hope it the best experience you've ever had.

Now, why would I set here and write all this, when I know that most folks won't bother to wade through it. Here's way. I got grandkids that love the outdoors. They love the life style we've taught them. Someday they'll have kids and more kids will have kids. After I post these diatribes on MM, I cut and paste them into my personal history, someday, a hundred years from now or longer, some of my posterity might have some interest in what us old boys did in the our lives. These stories, opinions and discussion are mostly for them. I just use these posts on MM as a motivator and a stimulator to get the stuff on paper. If it's of any interest to anyone else, I'm glad, if not, no skin off, me I've got what I wanted out of your ideas and your stories and opinions and I put my experiences together for my grandkids.

If that seems of interest to you, you aught to dredge up all of your pass posts and copy them into your word processor and print them out. Even if it's just the nonsense stuff that you might have put out on the Campfire threads. Everything you say and do gives someone in the future a window into who you are, what you are, and what made you tick. I've got to think that will be of value to your family in the future. I wish to hell my father and grandfathers had left me more history on their lives, they were great men and I know so very little about them.

HuntMaster, thanks for your question, it's given me another chapter in my book of life.

DC
 
2lumpy Im not sure how much older you are than I but I would guess maybe 6 to 7 years if you were hunting at age 16 for the first time......like you I'm an old timer and enjoyed your post.... read every word ...thanks for sharing.....
As for how many deer Ive shot???? Never kept track never thought that it was important...in 1992 I drew a three corners tag for elk..... this was the year before Utah went to a point system for LE Units...Opening Morning I shot a big 6x6 we were very excited to say the least...funny thing we never scored it because we didnt even know what the score ment! Wow how things have changed! Good Hunting to all this season.

elk_horn
 
Thanks Elk_horn. I started at 14, in Alberta, Canada so if my math's right, it makes me 64.

Being an old timer has a few advantages, one being, we think we're a lot smarter than we are, but a life time of experiences makes us swelled up with one-sided opinions.

While we may be full of false reality, it beats the day-lights out looking at the dirt from the bottom up. Until that changes, these youngsters got to put up with our eccentricities. Ain't it grand!

DC
 
18 archery mule deer
9 archery coues deer
11 archery elk
Don't know how many rifle deer, but its fewer than archery.

Brian
 

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