posted on May 19, 2013 13:53
By Mike Handley
No deer is despised more than a tattle-tale.
Had it not been opening day of Ohio's 2012 bow season, Brant McKenzie might've quit barely 15 or 20 minutes after sunrise. If he'd had a hand grenade, he might've hurled it at the small buck clearing its sinuses about 35 yards from the tree in which he was hiding.
The bowhunter was already a bit insecure over his choice of stand sites. He didn't want to be inside the thicket where he suspected a huge buck was spending its days, but there wasn't a tree big enough to climb around the perimeter.
He'd had misgivings about his plan of action, and now he was paying the price for ignoring his gut.
"I thought for sure I wasn't going to see anything else, but then two does sauntered through as if nothing was wrong. They eventually got real skittish, too, and it wasn't long before they busted out of there," he added.
Brant was still seething when, just a few minutes later, an enormous buck - the same one he'd been admiring on trail camera photographs, the very reason he was there - emerged from a nearby patch of honeysuckle only 14 yards from him.
And that's where it died.
Brant's Hamilton County buck carries a lot of extra points, but its typical mainframe is quite enough to give any deer hunter the dry swallows. Its BTR composite score is 201 inches.
Be sure to read the rest of Ed Waite's story about the hunt in RACK magazine this fall.