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The Brow Tine Buck by Brandon Carter

February 13, 2014 by  
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On the morning of January 19, Jodie and I decided to check the cameras one last time.  If he was on the ridge camera where we had moved to, we would continue to hunt.  If not, we were packing up and heading back home to Louisiana.  On our way in we decided to check the original camera at the bait site.  We were discouraged to find that the card had filled up a few days prior so we had no way of knowing if our buck was still coming, or if he was holding his antlers.  Up to this point the ridge camera had never captured his presence, but we knew he just had to be traveling there.

As we approached the ridge camera we were greeted with a big set of fresh tracks in the snow.  I was even more anxious to see if the camera had captured him traveling the ridge that morning.  Sure enough, the last deer to walk past the camera that morning was the Brow Tine Buck!

For the first time in nearly a week the skies cleared and high pressure moved in.  Highs were hovering in the upper 20’s to low 30’s and it just felt good for a change.  I knew that this was the day.  If he didn’t show up today, he likely never would. We got changed and back in the stand by 1pm.  At 3pm, a button buck came out from where we thought Brows was and meandered by us.  Then at about 4pm 3 does trickled by.  This was by far the best action we had seen since starting our hunt.  Our optimism was increasing, but you just never know when your dealing with a mature whitetail buck, they are just a different breed of animal.

At about 5:15pm I caught a glimpse of movement about 200 yards up the ridge.  Just in that quick glimpse I felt like it was a buck by its posture and motion.  Grabbing my binoculars, it took me nearly 10 minutes to spot him again, but there was no doubt, it was HIM!  We still had quite a bit of daylight left but he didn’t seem to be moving, instead he appeared to just be “hiding” behind the trees and staging up before committing to coming all the way down the ridge.

As I waited, it just kept getting darker and darker. Every couple of minutes Jodie would give me an update on available camera light.  This buck was not just going to give up, he stayed out of sight the entire time.  I was worried that perhaps he had saw us move or caught a swirl of scent and turned back.  Sunset was 5:40 with legal shooting light ending at 6:10pm.  However, it would be to dark a little sooner for us because we were in heavy timber and under the cover of a thickly branched cedar tree.  To compound matters further, we run out of camera light about 15 minutes before we lose shooting light.  The clock was ticking and this buck just wouldn’t show himself.  Finally at about 5:50pm Jodie let me know that the camera was reading 0% light.  Still having not seen the buck in about 45 minutes, I accepted defeat and instructed her to start breaking down the camera gear and prepare to climb down.

I turned in my stand to un-nock my arrow and start packing up when I saw him!  He was at about 40 yards and on a SLOW walk down the edge of the ridge to my right.  Jodie had already started to lower the camera and I told her to just stay put and don’t move.  We weren’t going to get this on camera but there was no way we could possibly just let a possible 200” buck just walk by.  In that instant, I transitioned from producer to hunter and grabbed my bow.

At 25 yards he turned and crossed the ridge right in front of us.  This would put him in my shooting lane at 23 yards with a slight quarter away.  Finally after nearly two years of the worse luck and toughest hunting imaginable I was about to get a shot at the buck of a lifetime!  He followed the script perfectly and as he passed behind a tree I drew back.  Brows entered my opening at 24 yards and then just stopped.  I scanned to double check for branches in my way, held the pin just forward of mid body and released.  The arrow penetrated almost to the fletchings and he disappeared over the ridge and lopped back in the direction he had came from.

I knew what I had seen but I turned to confirm with Jodie.  She confirmed, the shot was about 10” behind the shoulder, which is where I had aimed due to his quartering away, but it was low.  Looking back I suppose I should have compensated for the 4 extra yards while using my 20 yard pin, but I felt very confident that we had a dead deer.

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2 Responses to “The Brow Tine Buck by Brandon Carter”

  1. Kkk says:

    Fking retard i hope some1 kill u like u kill this Animal. And cut Your head and take a picture :-). Im waiting for this photo

  2. That is one cool looking whitetail rack! I’ve been hunting on land in central Wisconsin for over 25 years and I’ve never seen anything like that monster before. Impressive!

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