I always love telling this story......
back in the mid-seventies, i was sitting on a tree limb (yep, on a tree limb) facing the HNWR boundary sign. It was very icey and snowy.....
Not long after daylight I heard the ice cracking behind me , turned in time to watch two large does step ou in the field, heading back to the refuge.
Less than a minute later, I hear more ice cracking and a very wide, massive, dark racked buck stepped out. Still one of the best bucks I have seen ...even after almost 40 years.
The next few moments were blurry then, and remain that way in my mind.
I fired one shot at the buck, standing still at about 40 yards, broadside......I have no idea why, but he ran across the field and not back in to the timber.....four shots later, he stopped, on the opposite side of the field taking a moment to look back at me...lol. I loaded one more shell in to the 30-06, aimed just over his back and fired.
I got down, unexperienced at tracking deer and frantically searched for blood. I saw none. I walked over to where he had stopped and saw no blood there either.
Three days later, a local WO called the landowner and told him that he found a buck dead on his property, within a half mile of where I was. I and the landowner's son drove out there and met the warden. he took us to the deer....
It was huge eight pointer, not tall, but wide and very heavy.
I could not say for sure if the deer was the same one that I shot at, so I couldn't in good conscience claim the deer....
I was 17 years old at the time and even though I wanted to claim the buck, I just couldn't.
Maybe if I had gone and got help to track the deer, we may have indeed found him that day.....again, I was very young and knew very little about anything that had to do with deer...
I have no proof it was the same deer even though both were heavy, brown racked deer.....and not too far from where he entered the woods after my last shot and in line with the way he seemed to be headed.
Sometimes I wish I had claimed the deer, but then again, I'd hate to have someone else's deer on my wall.....the deer fell not too far from the boundary line and we could not tell which way the deer came from before dying.
Inexperience definitely costed me a very large mature buck....