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I'm In I'm In. Saw this buck this morining but could not get a shot, this evening moved and was able to make a 110 yd shot. Thompson Triumph .50 hornady 300 sst. 777 pellets, Nikon 3*9*40 BDC retical, Stoney point rapid shooting sticks from a sitting positon in the rain. Don't pay no attention to the stupid look on my face and yes I have been SCOPED!

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NICE BUCK MAN!!!

Well I got one on Tuesday but didn't get a pic with BS in it. I already butchered it up and its in the freezer. Only thing I have left is the capped out full body hide in the freezer. It was on my quota hunt so it doesn't count tword my regular total. Only person I had to contact was the WMA manager.
But I can now say I'm the first person to harvest a deer off the new Grady County WMA :wee_hee: .
 
Got out this evening, the last day of MZ season.
About 6pm saw movement across the road at the neighbors place. (that I can hunt), figured the deer were heading my way to the food plot. About 6:30 they got in sight at about 230 yds. Just a little too far away. They browsed their way down the food plot while a little spike buck pestered the does, making them jumpy as heck. They got within 150yds, but decided to move into the sunflower patch. The plants were 5-6' tall, and offered no shot. A pretty decent 9 point showed up, and joined the group, but never tried to chase any does like the little spike did. Over a 20 minute period, they kept feeding through the patch with no shot opportunities.
Finally one got into some low growing plants, so I took the high shoulder shot at 135 yds. (range finder). Dropped her like a rock with the 250 Grain Hornady SST.
I've noticed in the past, if you put one down instantly, it doesn't seem to make the others bolt and go nuts. They all raised their tail in alarm, and trotted about 50 yds. Then they settled down, and walked quickly back into the brush. 108 lbs
 

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Well Dennis, I completely forgot the BS in the pic, but I'm usually so full of BS shouldn't that count for something? I can provide a copy of my controlled hunt paperwork if that will work.

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Well Dennis, I completely forgot the BS in the pic, but I'm usually so full of BS shouldn't that count for something? I can provide a copy of my controlled hunt paperwork if that will work.

What a good looking buck! We certainly need a story.

Show your tag with BS on it, and a current hunt date, and your entered into the contest. :D
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Here's the story; I'll get a picture of the paperwork posted soon:

I really had no idea where to hunt since I had never been on the Spavinaw GMA property before. All I knew, was that I was prepared to get as far away from people as necessary and get as deep into the propery as possible. I used my satellite imaging and any details that were provided to me by others to pinpoint 5 or 6 spots that I thought may produce. I plugged them into my GPS and away I went.

After the mandatory meeting was over around 0445 hrs, I waited for everyone else to drive in so that hopefully no one would come in later and set up on top of me. I drove as far north as possible and past all the cars and parked. I then walked in another half mile or so to the farthest northern boundary of the property so I could use the strong south wind to my advantage. I posted up next to the boundary fence and waited for first light.

When the sun came up, I knew I was not in the spot I wanted to be as I had very little distance to make a clear shot back to the south. I waited about an hour after LST and started to move back to the south a little ways to find a better spot. I only went about 75 yards and found a very fresh scrape along the edge of a ridge. The ridge moved north to south, so I kept moving to the south another 75 yards and posted up about halfway up the ridge on the west side. I had a visual on the scrape, and hoped something would come from the south to check it.

About 30 minutes after I set up, a nice typical 8 walked by moving west to east about 70 yards to my right. I was not expecting one to go across the ridge but rather to travel with it. He had his nose down and wouldn't respond to a grunt or rattling. I probably could have taken him, but I did not feel comfortable with the shot due to the trees and wasn't about to make an unethical shot. After he moved on, I wanted to move a little farther back to the south to have a shot at that spot in case he decided to come back or another buck decided to travel the same route. I gave it about 15 minutes and just as I was about to head that way, 3 does walked to the same spot the 8 was at but from the opposite direction. Now I really knew I wanted to set up on that spot. I was going to wait for the does to move on and head that way. Only one problem; the does decided to bed down right in my sight line about 60 yards away. Now I'm stuck. It's about 9am at this point. I made up my mind that I was not about to move until the does did. I was hoping that eventually something would be along to check them out, so I kept a close eye on them waiting for a reaction.

The does stayed bedded down until about 10:45. Finally one of them stood up and looked back in my direction. I looked around and didn't see anything. Then the other two got up and started to walk away from me. That's when I looked back across the ridge to my left and saw a deer about eye level with me. It's head was behind a tree, but it was by itself and sure looked like a buck. I got my binoculars up just about the time the right side of his antlers cleared the tree. I had seen enough and knew he was a shooter by my standards.

I got my rifle up and the buck lifted his head and looked in my direction. My heart was thumping pretty good at this point. As soon as he put his head back down, I let him have a taste of the 165gr Hornady rounds my .308 was packing. It was like someone pulled a rug out from under him. He just fell on his side, twithed a couple of times and it was game over.

I coud see he was down across the ridge about 80 yards, but I gave it half an hour before I headed that way. It sure was tough to stay seated as I knew he was dead, but I wanted to make sure and do the right thing. When I finally walked up on him I immediately knew he was the best deer I had ever taken. He's not a monster, but I am very pleased.

I got him gutted and had to drag him about a quarter mile over a couple of ridges to a road. I went through 3 bottles of water on that little journey. By the time I got him loaded in the back of my truck, I was absolutely spent. I had a little emotional break down at that point. Some of you know about my dad that passed away 10 years ago. After he died, I gave up deer hunting for 7 years as this was our thing when I was growing up. 3 years ago, a good friend of mine got me back into it, but I had still not taken a deer. Everytime I go, I take my dad's orange firearms instuctor hat. I don't wear it, but just keep it on my dash as kind of a reminder. After getting the deer in the truck, when I got back in the driver's seat that hat was staring at me. I won't share all the details, but it was a very emotional moment between myself, my dad, and God. I am so thankful for what my dad taught me and how he raised me as an outdoorsman.
 
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