I was running out of time to shoot my trophy buck but I finally got him a few hours ago! My friend and I pulled up to the stand at 3:40pm and we were driving down the fenceline on our way to park the truck. All of a sudden my friend says, "There was a buck right there in the brush!". I backed up until I could see it, looked at it through the binoculars, and replied "That's my trophy buck!". We went ahead and parked the truck and we were walking to the stand and the buck was standing in the feed pen watching us, waiting for the feeder to go off. When we got in the stand he jumped out of the feed pen and walked off into the brush but I knew he'd come back once the feeder went off. The feeder went off at 4:00 and sure enough at 4:10 he was walking towards us down the fenceline. I took a few pictures of him through the binoculars and sent them to my dad to get the OK from him to shoot. After about 10 minutes he texted back "KILL HIM!". I got my .25-06 out the window and drilled him in the shoulder as he was quartering towards me. He was dead before he hit the ground. He's not the biggest scoring buck but honestly the score doesn't mean anything to me anymore. For me it's all about the experience and if it looks good to me, then IMO it's a trophy. This was the first buck I've ever shot that wasn't an 8 point, but I can't complain because I've shot some monster 8 points. This was also the first time I've killed a buck without my dad with me. I'm growing up! Lol
Gross score was 145 4/8
Gross score was 145 4/8
