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The Turnaround Buck

The Turnaround Buck

Amateur videographer captures one of the most amazing hunts ever ... from the ground!

By Dylan Smith

Things have to take a drastic turn if I’m going to take a good buck this season, I thought as I headed to my hunting grounds on the afternoon of Nov. 13, 2005. It was the last day of my week-long vacation, and I was worn out from hunting hard through unseasonably warm weather. I had been fortunate, however, to have a few encounters with some nice bucks throughout the week.

I had passed on two 3 1/2-year-olds during the week and let my camera cost me on a giant on the morning of Nov. 12. I was beginning to wonder if my decisions to pass would come back to haunt me. But what happened next spun my season around immediately.

As I pulled in to where I was going to hunt, I spotted a tractor working some ground in front of my intended stand. I was upset, but I quickly came up with a backup plan and was eager to get into another area just a couple of miles distant. I made good time getting to the other property, but I had a long walk ahead. As I hiked in, I had a good feeling about the hunt. I had set up several mock scrapes in the area earlier in the season and saw several small bucks working the scrapes. I knew it was just a matter of time before the big boys moved in to take over the area.

The evening was much cooler than the days prior, and I was able to slip in undetected. The action started early, as a 120-inch 8-pointer followed my drag rag to within 5 yards. I was in a natural ground blind (a fallen oak tree) that offered perfect concealment and just the right amount of openings.

I was daydreaming and watching the sun descend on that beautiful fall evening when I was suddenly snapped back to alert by the sound of crunching leaves. I heard the deer thrashing his antlers in the licking branch that hung over one of my mock scrapes well before I confirmed the noise with my eyes. I finally saw him and could immediately tell he carried a giant 10-point frame.

The Turnaround BuckIt was at this point that I decided to hit the record button on my camera and position it where I anticipated a shot. I could hear my heart beating as I watched the magnificent buck make his leisurely approach. I was able to capture decent video of him considering I had it on my tripod and was running it by myself. I was unable to get video as he tore up my mock scrapes and devoured the remains of a bunker crop of acorns that filled the draw. Had it been any other deer, I would have made an attempt, but I knew it was too risky under these conditions.

As I awaited his approach, I decided the combination of the slight swirling wind and slow approach meant I should take the first available shot. I am a scent control freak, and even though I wear my scent-free suit and shower in scent-free soap I wasn’t about to take any chances. At this point the buck had veered a bit off-course. He was 25 yards away as he freshened up a real scrape, and I took the opportunity to shift my camera to the left with my elbow as the buck had his head in the branches above.

The buck finally swung wide,as I had anticipated. When he stepped behind a very large oak tree, I drew my bow in hopes that I had spun the camera far enough to capture the shot. I let him clear the tree and take a few steps closer to where I thought my camera was aimed. The buck swept up one last acorn and as he stepped into my shooting lane just 15 yards away, and I carefully hit my release. The arrow found its mark, and I miraculously captured the shot on film as well. The buck ran 35 yards, turned back toward me and tipped.

I was shaking uncontrollably after the shot. As I narrated what happened, I heard something else coming. As if I hadn’t had enough excitement I looked up to see a mainframe 10-pointer with a droptine heading straight for my buck, which lay dead. The camera was rolling, and the footage was even shakier because I was a mess.

Subscribe Today!The new buck laid his ears back and did the usual stiff-legged walk as he approached my downed buck. He circled it downwind and then smashed into it and began thrashing my buck on the ground. I decided that was enough and got up and approached the pair. I was hollering the whole way over, trying to get him off, but the buck was too much into the zone of the fight. He finally snapped out of it when I got to within 15 yards. It made for some great video, but I had seen enough of him tearing up my trophy. My buck is a mainframe 10 pointer with 15 scorable points.

I had video of this deer in velvet from this past summer and I ended up taking him more than 2 miles from where he was hanging out then. I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason when hunting whitetails and for that I owe one particular farmer big time!

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This article was published in the August 2006 edition of Buckmasters Whitetail Magazine. Join today to have Buckmasters delivered to your home.

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