December 01, 2008

Should We Use Dogs?

13FE Recently, we covered a phenomenal buck on the BBZ from New York that was taken by bowhunter Kevin Harris. A few days ago, Harris sent me an email about how his deer has stirred up some controversy with a local Big Buck Club near his home. The club is arguing on whether or not to judge his buck for possible entry in their record buck due to recovery issues.

Initially, Harris was unable to find his giant 15-point buck immediately following the shot. The next day he called upon NY State DEC Licensed Trackers who volunteer their time by using dogs to help find wounded big game animals to assist in the recovery. All involved followed the letter of the law in recovering the deer and no violations occurred. However, this situation has raised many ethical questions from members inside and outside the hunting community. Harris strongly believes that he made the most ethical move in this situation.

“I do not feel that anything unethical occurred and a lot of other hunters would have probably done the same thing," Harris says. "I have always hunted for the meat, not for a trophy. As a hunter, we owe it to the game we hunt to recover any animal that is shot in the field and I have no regrets. However, I respect the hunters of the BBZ and would like to know what they think about this matter.” On that note, is using dogs to recover a downed deer when the blood trail has gone cold ethical or not? Let us know what you think. – Travis Faulkner

November 25, 2008

Blackpowder Monster

1 Keith Wherry of Cherryville, North Carolina knows it’s exactly 1,284 miles—one way—to the town of Ellis in west-central Kansas. It’s where he wanted to hunt mule deer. Instead, he disappointedly drew a whitetail tag, so the dedicated and meticulous 70-year-old muzzleloading hunter decided to make the solo drive there and back anyway looking for a giant whitetail.

Good decision—because he busted a Boone and Crockett class buck using his blackpowder rifle that many whitetail hunters would give their eye teeth for. 

After making the long and arduous drive to Ellis in late October, Keith hunted several days and saw many deer. But he didn’t spot the whitetail he wanted until one afternoon when he spied a big deer about a quarter mile away on an adjoining property. However, he did not have permission to hunt there.

3 The buck emerged from a very small 70X50-foot tangled jungle plum thicket, a place Keith almost couldn’t believe would harbor a giant buck. The thicket was in the middle of a CRP field, and Keith was sitting in a tree stand in a large, close-cropped milo field. The deer started toward the milo, jumped a fence on the property line, and made it fast to a draw about 200 yards away.

The buck was now on land Keith could hunt, so he decided to descend from the stand, and slip up the draw where the buck disappeared. The wind was good, and when he got to the draw, he spotted a doe looking right at him. Behind her, at 70 yards, was the massively racked buck. He waited on a broadside shot, but when the doe spooked it was time to make a move. Keith settled the crosshairs on the animal’s chest and squeezed off a shot with his .50 caliber muzzleloader.

The hit was perfect, and the buck crumbled. The .50 caliber, 250-grain saboted Barnes boat-tail slug (driven by 93 grains of Triple 7 powder) anchored deer—estimated at 275 pounds—on the spot. The 4.5-year old buck is a main-frame 10 pointer, with six sticker points jutting in many directions. The rack has an outside spread of 21.5 inches, inside spread of 18.75 inches. Main beam base circumferences are 6.75 inches. The deer has a green gross score of 195 7/8s inches, and is estimated by several official scorers to net in the high 180s after the official 60-day rack drying period.

4 (5) “I’m just a lucky guy, and a fortunate hunter,” Keith says humbly. “I’m blessed to have a wife and family who understand my passion for hunting; and doubly blessed to have been at the right place at the right time to down the buck of my lifetime.”—Bob McNally

November 22, 2008

A New York Giant

HPIM0570 As bowhunters, we all dream about connecting with a heavy-racked buck with super long tines and intimidating headgear. Bowhunting can be very demanding and it often takes a combination of hours in the field and learning from painful mistakes before the shot of a lifetime occurs. However, Kevin Harris of Ithaca, New York was able to close the deal on a giant New York buck very early in his five-year bowhunting career. This unbelievable top-heavy buck carried 15-scorable points and tipped the scales at 192 pounds, which is one heck of a whitetail anywhere in the country. Harris feels this bruiser could very well be his buck of a lifetime and right now he is one happy bowhunter.

IMG_4677 In fact, he couldn’t wait to share his story and pictures with the readers of the BBZ. As a dedicated bowhunter, Harris enjoys reading deer hunting articles and visits the BBZ site on a daily basis. These are exactly the kind of success stories from everyday hunters that we all love hearing about. I would like to say that all of us at the BBZ share Kevin’s excitement and enthusiasm about bow hunting and we would like to congratulate him on a phenomenal hunt. The buck will be officially scored in 60 days and we would all like to hear what kind of numbers this big boy will bring to the table. Keep us posted Kevin. – Travis Faulkner 

November 18, 2008

Full Circle

EE As a young boy, I will never forget that sudden adrenaline rush that shot through my entire body just before squeezing the trigger on my first buck. However, my proudest moment in the woods came not as I was standing over my biggest whitetail, but when my son dropped the hammer on his first buck when he was 9-years old. Since then my son has transformed into a deer-tagging machine who eats, sleeps and breathes hunting—period. The passion that my grandfather and father passed on to me has now come full circle and I can’t describe the joy it has given me. Watching James grow into a skillful deer hunter has provided me with more pleasure than any buck I might ever take.

On the way to our stand a couple days ago, we spotted a nice 10-point that was cruising for does around 2 p.m. a few hundred yards off of the main road where we park. I knew the buck was headed for a creek crossing that James and I had squirrel hunted earlier in the fall. Immediately, I told James to throw on his orange vest and cut across the hardwood ridge that led down to the creek. It had been sleeting all day and the ground was perfect for pulling off a stalk. Quickly, I parked the truck and watched my son disappear into the timber a few yards in front of me. Slowly and methodically he worked his way down the ridge like a ghost in the fog. Then all of a sudden he stopped and rested his rifle against a wide-bodied oak tree and took a deep breath.

EF James aimed for what seemed to be an eternity and finally a loud roar from his .260 rifle broke the evening silence. His face was lit up with laughter and excitement as he turned and gave me the thumbs up signal. At that moment, I knew exactly how my father and grandfather must have felt when they hunted with me during my early childhood and teenage years. James had made a perfect shot and the giant 10-point only ran a few yards before crashing into the brush along the edge of the creek. Congratulations son on a phenomenal stalking job and an awesome deer. Also, thanks dad and granddad for introducing me to the splendor of the outdoors many years ago. Our passion and love has now come full circle. —Travis Faulkner 

November 17, 2008

Opening Weekend: The New York/Missouri Report

INY 1 f you've checked in on the BBZ in the past few days, you've heard all about my tale of weather woes as it related to the opening weekend of New York's firearm's deer season. "Sucked" isn't too strong a word. At my hunting club in Sullivan County, New York (an area once renowned as one of the finest whitetail hunting hot spots in the country), our members managed two dink bucks, one doe and a bobcat.

NY 2 Deer sightings were awful. Blame it on the weather, the moon, the rut stage—whatever. It's got to get better. Here's a pic of one of our dink bucks and another of a small, yet-legal, buck lounging in one of our fields on Sunday afternoon.

MO 1 Meanwhile, in Missouri, my dear friend, Ray Eye, slammed a couple of solid bucks on his lease. Nice deer, Raymond. Way to go.

MO 2 More reports to follow.......—Gerry Bethge

November 15, 2008

LIVE From New York! It's OPENING DAY!

5:15 a.m.—Well, here we go, the morning we've waited the entire year for—Opening Day of deer season! Sadly, the off and on drizzle of yesterday has turned into steadier rain with warm temperatures. A full out rain gear day is on tap and my gameplan involves sitting in one of the many deer shanties on my hunting club's 2,000 acres. I'll be overlooking a mountain laurel-infested pinch point that these deer use as an escape trail from the neighboring club. I'm always pretty optimistic on the deer opener, but the moon and weather has muted the enthusiasm somewhat. Time to wake the troops, swallow some coffee and head out. Updates and photos here on the BBZ all weekend.—Gerry Bethge

November 11, 2008

Another In-Box Stud Buck

Image001 Holy crap! (pardon the French)--not much else to say about this "in-box" mystery buck apparently taken by an Iowa bowhunter. Details, guys.....love to hear them. A 170 buck with zero in the way of brow tines doesn't come about every day. Look at that mass!!—Gerry Bethge

November 06, 2008

A Buck Named Sue

C6EE Usually toward the end of the second week of November is when the rut really gets cranked up across most of Kentucky and many other states. However, this year it appears that things are little ahead of schedule and the big boys are already fired-up and on the move. On my last hunt, I found a total of 11 hot scrapes and several fresh rubs leading down a hardwood ridge toward my stand. Acorns were falling out of the trees like raindrops and the cool evening air had made the woods come alive with activity. Squirrels were bouncing around in the dry leaves all around me and I knew it was going to be a perfect evening to be in the woods. The month of November is truly a magical time to climb in the stand for bowhunters.

After only a few minutes, a yearling buck walked out of an adjacent thicket and began eating the acorns all around my stand. At this point, I still didn’t have my face mask on yet and the deer were already on the move. With all of the fresh rutting sign around my stand, I decided to breakout my rack-blaster grunt call and make some noise. A series of three agitated grunts triggered an immediate response from the thicket to the left of my stand. Immediately, a stiff legged buck marched out of the cover with a swollen neck and a bad attitude. This rut-crazed bruiser had a huge chunk of fur knocked off of its back and it looked like Mike Tyson had been gnawing on his right ear. This heavy-racked buck was definitely not afraid of a fight and it looked like he was more than ready to cut loose on anything that got in his way.

Within seconds, he marched right beneath my stand looking for the intruder who was dumb enough to grunt in his territory. Unfortunately, I had no shot and was forced to wait for the buck to turn. However, the buck circled around the backside of the tree and it looked like I wasn’t going to be able to get a shot. After switching sides of the tree, I came back to full draw and hit the buck with a loud bleat to stop him just inside of my last cleared shooting lane. A loud smack broke the evening silence as the arrow collided just behind the buck’s shoulder. The buck only ran about 20 yards before piling up within sight of the stand.

C6F0 This was without a doubt one of the meanest and toughest looking bucks I had ever shot. His tore up ears, scarred back and sides reminded me of the old Johnny Cash song “A Boy Named Sue.” You could tell this old buck had been through several battles in his day and apparently he could hold his own. The massive chocolate colored rack of the buck I nicknamed “Sue” was in perfect shape with no breaks or busted points. However, his fighting days are over and I’ve got the perfect spot on my wall for this rut crazed bruiser. – Travis Faulkner

November 03, 2008

UPDATE: Is This The New World Record Buck?

FS Buck 1 Last Saturday, Nov. 1, bowhunter Bob Decker, from Eau Claire, Wisconsin, set the whitetail-hunting world upside down by collecting the so-called “Wisconsin Walking World Record”.


The 16-point, Buffalo-County buck had been videoed last summer, and the incredible footage was widely distributed throughout the internet. Back then it was rumored to be a world record whitetail, and hunters everywhere were hot to collect it.


The buck had not been seen until Decker shot it at a distance of seven yards, during a mid-morning hunt on private land in the rolling hardwood hill country of west-central Wisconsin.


Decker, a mill worker in Eau Claire, and his hunting partner that day Paul Olson, have been inundated by well wishers, the media, and interested hunters from almost everywhere in America. Decker isn’t taking phone calls, but his friend Jack Dodge is the taxidermist who will mount the buck, and as a long-time bowhunter in the area. He is very familiar with Decker, the buck and that part of Wisconsin. He filled me in on a lot of specifics about the “Decker Deer.”


“The buck wasn’t that big, only about 200 pounds, and I aged it at 3.5 years old,” Decker said. “It was a genetic giant, a real freak of nature, and I think that’s one reason he was so big, so young. I also believe a bowhunter had the best chance to take him in the size and condition he was in.”


Dodge says much of that part of Wisconsin is comprised of private property, and plenty of it under “quality deer management” to improve buck size. Dodge says many area hunters lament QDM in some ways because when a buck in low-hunted private areas reaches 5, 6, 7 years of age or more, they are almost unkillable.


A young, super-buck, like the “Decker Deer,” was vulnerable because of its comparative immaturity. Also, Dodge says the buck had no evidence of fighting, with no scares around the head or neck, and no broken antlers. Though the buck had much hair worn off from rubbing trees. In just a couple weeks, when the rut kicks into gear (and rifle season begins), it’s almost a certainty the buck would have been fighting, and could have lost many inches of antler. Dodge sees that frequently from the many whitetails brought into his taxidermy studio.


“The rut has not kicked in yet, and shouldn’t until about Nov. 12,” he explains. “But something turned on bucks that Saturday morning when Decker shot his deer, because I had a lot of business with big bucks brought in for mounting that Saturday – but almost nothing the next day, Sunday.”


Dodge caped the buck for a standard shoulder-style mount, which he says is what he expected Decker to do with the deer.


“Bob is just a regular, down-to-earth guy, and is proud of being lucky enough to take such a tremendous animal,” Dodge explains. “He believes anyone could have taken the buck, he just happened to be fortunate enough to be on stand when the buck came by.”FS Buck2


Although Decker has taken many good bucks with his bow, he hadn’t shot one in a couple years, according to Dodge. So when Decker first spotted the big buck at 40 yards he was very excited, though he believed it was only a nice 10-pointer. As Decker turned toward the deer, he had to adjust his safety harness to get positioned well to the buck for the shot. By the time he got situated, the buck was close and it was time to draw and shoot – at a mere seven yards.


Although Jack Dodge is not an official Boone and Crockett scorer, he has personally taken a Wisconsin B&C buck, and sees more giant-rack whitetails in one season than most people see in their entire lives. He hesitates to predict what the “Decker Deer” will officially score, because it has a slightly unusual rack. He believes it will take a judging panel or jury of five people to officially score the buck.


The deer has been taken to a scoring judge, for drying and official scoring later. It is not at Dodge’s taxidermy studio.


Dodge says the deer could be scored several different ways, and conjecture about how high it will score is silly. It’s a basic 14-point buck, with huge and towering tines. But there are two unusual points, however, allowing the buck to be scored typical or non-typical. While emphasizing that he is not an official scorer, Dodge indicates the buck should score minimally as 190-inch typical; likely more than that as a non-typical.


“It’s going to be close to a state record, and who knows about a world record,” he says. “Bob Decker isn’t all that concerned how it scores, or how high, just so it’s done right. The deer is what it is – a great Buffalo County buck taken by a great guy and bowhunter.”


More details to follow.
—Bob McNally

October 31, 2008

Spook Strikes Again!


Bbz A few weeks ago, legendary bowhunter “Spook” Span connected with another long-tined bruiser. Most of you probably remember the 230-class giant he smoked last season in Kansas that was featured on the Big Buck Zone, a few months ago. In fact, Spook was able to stick two giants that year with his bow, one in Iowa and one in Kansas, within days of each other. Wouldn’t it be nice to lay down 430 inches of antler during the same week? What makes this accomplishment even more impressive is the fact that both hunts were self-guided and 100% fair chase. 

It seems that Spook has no intentions of slowing down this year and has already punched one of his buck tags in the Volunteer State of Tennessee. With a few remaining minutes of daylight, this high-racked monster stepped out of a heavily wooded area and slowly began working its way up the field edge. Finally, the buck presented Spook with the right angle to take the shot. One gentle squeeze of the release trigger sent an arrow screaming toward the big boy’s sweet spot. A loud smack echoed across the open field as the arrow collided into the buck’s kill zone. He made a perfect hit and didn’t have to track his trophy very far. Way to kick off the season Spook and be sure to keep all of us posted on the BBZ as to how the rest of your year goes.—Travis Faulkner