This was a buck that we followed for several years and came "oh so close" a couple of times...but he was a wise one, as well as being a giant. I am not sure if this pic is from the last year of his reign, or the year prior. He had a 27" inside spread when he was taken and was usually a 8 point frame with split brows and sometimes a couple of crabclaws. He was sporting 12 scoreable points his last year, but we always considered him an 8 pointer anyway.
The body matched the antlers too, a true Iowa giant. We called him Megatron and tracked him between our farm and at least 4 other adjacent farms over his life. He was fairly predictable in terms of which farm he would be on at a certain time of the year, but was pretty nocturnal too.
This is the biggest one I have pursued. WA state public land mountain buck miles from any agriculture. Night photo was the first year I found him and daylight photo was the season he was killed by another hunter about 3 miles away from the area he frequented most....ended up being 205 inches of bone. Have some other giants that were never killed by a hunter as far as I know.
Mine isnt huge, but I've always had a thing for big tall 8's and had a lot of history and close calls with this guy. Tallest g2 was 14 inches. A neighbor shot him with a bow 5 miles from where he had been just the day before. So he was definitely covering some ground.
I’ve got one buck on my phone from last 2 seasons. This was biggest that got away. He lived across road & he would go onto a tillable farm I owned a couple times a week. I only had 2 stands hung in small draws of timber. Chances were really slim. He made it til 2nd shotgun when group pushed through the ground that had been a sanctuary & his home. Think he was 200-205. This one didn’t really sting as he didn’t live on my farm, I didn’t own the farm for hunting & my expectations were low at ever seeing him.
The wounds are still fresh from 2017 (camera date is wrong). Not sure what happened to him after I saw him for the last time... on the wrong side of the fence...
This one broke my heart. My uncle had him sneak in behind him while watching another buck. Had him at 10-yards but couldn't get turned for the shot. Caused many a dream for us and nightmares for my uncle.
This one stung. Died in August shortly after these pictures. I watched a couple bigger in front of cameras that were stolen before I could check them, and one bigger that never cooperated with my cameras, but these are by far the best pictures I ever brought home.
Oh my Lord! Half of these don't even look real! Keep em comin. I love to see whopper's like this and it probably won't be on the hoof, so this is my best bet.
I chased this guy for a couple weeks. First year he had an additional main beam which looked like a club which dubbed him the name "50 cent". The next year he lost the club but put on the serious mass. Never heard if anyone else killed him....
I chased this guy for 2 years, had a scar on a back leg so I could recognize him. I was leaving for a business trip, watching him chase a hot doe around a fresh cut cornfield mid-day as I got in the car to leave. He got arrowed across the road that week.
I love Iowa, man this guy had me tied in knots. Hunted him for 10 days in a row in November and actually had 3 encounters, but couldn’t get it done. The first was at last light 40 yards, just didn’t feel comfortable at that range and running the risk of injuring such a magnificent animal. The second encounter he had his nose to the ground and on a mission, stopped at 26.5 yards quartering to me. My ethics said no. The third I had him dead nuts in the morning but had a thermal swirl updraft with the rising sun. Busted and out of my life forever. Neighbors haven’t seen him either. Maybe he’s nocturnal or old age got him, I don’t know. But hey, that’s why they call it hunting.
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