An intro with a big buck

POk3s

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Hey guys. I’ve lurked on this site for years and finally decided I would join up. I also figured a proper intro deserved the biggest buck I’ve yet killed. I’m one of those guys that previously had killed a handful of “good” bucks. Anyway, I was actually able to learn a lot about my unit from this site (some of you had some loose lips a few years ago ;) ) so I figured I would give back a bit since it’s now the off season, give you guys something to enjoy. Anyway, my name is Trent. I live in southwest wyoming and I’m on a plethora of other forums under this same name. For the most part I’ll probably be lurking in the shadows but will try and give advice when I feel I’m able! Thank you and enjoy the story and pics!


First for the boring back story- When I started putting in for Colorado, I didn’t even bother getting deer points. I’m an elk guy, or that’s what I thought. After a few years I figured out how stupid that was and started getting points. I didn’t want to build points and hold onto them forever though. Through my research, I kept coming back to the same unit. I even had people try and talk me out of it, saying that place isn’t what it once was. It didn’t matter, this was a bucket list PLACE, more so than a deer hunt. I also knew second season was a gamble, but other seasons took a stupid amount of points so I decided to go for it.

The good part-my buddy Channing came and joined me for the first few days of the hunt as we tried to figure this place out. We marked places off the map and figured out where some deer were, including seeing a GIANT two point that I passed.


After that, a snow storm and cold temps hit. Just a blessing for this second season deer tag, even if I’m really not a fan of cold and snow! I was seeing multiple bucks every day but couldn’t find any old deer. On day 6, I passed a 170” type deer. The biggest I’d seen. I was on the gun and off the gun for probably 3 or 4 minutes trying to figure out what I wanted to do. He was on his feet and staring at me from under a thick aspen limb. I couldn’t see his antlers clearly but could make out good mass and great front forks. I saw weak backs and had been saying to myself for months leading up to the hunt that I have to have the willpower to pass up these GOOD bucks. I did it, and it shook me up so bad that my thigh cramped up. I had to take a minute to calm down, massage it out, and walk back to the side by side. Insert laughing face here. I walked back with a smile on my face however. It was fun!

After that encounter, I was satisfied with my hunt. I knew I came here, experienced it all, found some good bucks, and that was fulfilling to me. Day 7 I had to go back to town to refuel after a very uneventful morning hunt. Driving through the unit, I found a buck at 1:30 in the afternoon, on his feet and in a place I had just hunted 2 days earlier and not seen a single deer. I really wasn’t sure what I saw when he lifted his head up. It looked like a big 3 point frame with big backs and mass, and then just kind of goofy on the off side. He was worth a second look. A quick loop around (too quick probably as I had the truck in 4 wheel drive and kicking up dust and boulders) put me above him about a half mile. I watched him disappear into some tall sage and figured he bedded down. I was never able to see his headgear from this new location. I decided to go for it and act like he was “the one”, although pep talking myself the whole way saying things likes “don’t get any preconceived notions that he is the one. He may just be a big 3 point and you’ve killed 2 of those. Take your time and be sure” you guys know the drill. I crested a hill 260 yards from him. Taking one step and glassing. Another step and scan. Another...and scan. Well, he saw me before I saw him. Not good. What gave him away was his head whipping around to look my way. I got prone over my pack, steadied myself, and zoomed into 16 power on the scope. Looking at him through the scope I still didn’t know what I was looking at. He was looking over his butt at me bedded but with his “3 point side” to me. The “3 point side” looked big enough and I just saw trash on the other side. I decided right then he was good enough for me.


I tried to kill him in his bed by sneaking one through his shoulder blades I missed!!! I had to’ve just pulled left or right but at 260 I should’ve hammered him. Buck fever I guess! Luckily he just stood up from his bed broadside and stared at me.I sent another round and anchored him right there. The freak out, the emotional dump, and walking up to this buck is a moment in time I’ll never forget

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the big 2

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POk3s

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Thank you guys! Yes a small victory celebration. A few sips to thank the gods and a couple blue cans was about as far as it went however. Those solo grind type trips make a guy tired 😂😂 . I was asleep early and then my body woke me up at 5 AM so I packed up camp in the dark and headed out at daylight. A perfect trip!
 

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Wow, I like the funky stuff he has. Best crazy rack buck I have seen this year.
AWESOME
 

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