Sunday, Monday and Tuesday were filled with mule deer, but we didn’t find a no-brainer. We did find lots of mule deer and a few whitetails.
I had the option of shooting a “trophy” buck or a management buck. Here’s a trophy quality buck we observed and passed on.
Am I crazy? No. I’ll come back for them next year or the year after.
In the morning of the last day, we found a big 3×3 that the rancher wanted taken out. We didn’t get a shot at him, but watched as he bred a doe. We decided to take a different tack on him, but he evaded us.
In the evening we came back and closed the deal as the sun set. Here he is – probably a mule deer-whitetail cross.
From 250 yards, I missed on my first shot, but he gave me a second try and he dropped. After a couple minutes, he got back to his feet. The third shot put him down again.
The bruiser was 23 wide and 19 high, a pretty good three point. I was happy and fulfilled by four days of mule deer watching. Taking home lots of venison. Couldn’t ask for more.