Short version of the story: I was the lucky one in the family to shoot another great buck Sunday evening. We absolutely love spending time enjoying God’s creation together and always enjoy chasing big whitetails… I still am unsure why he created coyotes. Haha The full story… warning, it is long We are fortunate to be able to watch bucks grow from year to year and it’s always neat to see them develop habits and personalities. Almost like cattle. This buck in particular we called “Broke G3” because every year he broke a G3, real unique right? In 2015 he was 3.5 we believe and was all over our farm. I had a few neat, close encounters with him bowhunting and we had no intentions of shooting him this year. The following year he really grew up and by the time we got our first pics of him in September he had already broken a G3. The buck was all over the farm and frequently in daylight. Dad had a close encounter with him bowhunting, Russ passed him during late muzzy, and I filmed him breed a doe in early November while out scouting (I was tagged out already). We agreed to pass this buck and shoot some bully bucks. It was hard passing a solid 170” 4.5 year old. We were very confident he’d be around this year and we were right. He didn’t miss a beat and was up to his same shenanigans in the summer and fall of 2017. He had grown up quite a bit this year and was all over in daylight. We didn’t really target him bowhunting but knew come gun season he’d be in trouble. He didn’t end up breaking his G3 until sometime around thanksgiving.