lighthorseman
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A friend and I were recently talking about "trophies". My friend feels like there's too much of a man's ego that goes into a trophy....and I agree, when more often than not, the fact that we kill a big buck or bull, was more about being in the right place at the right time than our prowess in making a good stalk. Now some do spend countless hours honing their skills either in target practice, stalking, or preseason scouting, looking for the perfect set of horns. But for most of us it's a "crap shoot", just happening to be in the right place at the right time. However, a good number of successful trophy hunters self elevate themselves over a "crap game" to the place of "supreme great white hunter".....no racial slur intended.......over something that they really "lucked out on". Don't misunderstand me, even in a crap shoot you got to throw the dice....i.e. take the shot and hit the target.
After I moved to Northern Idaho, I hunted hard for a trophy whitetail buck.........walked all over a 1,800 acre ranch but to no avail. Then one morning, feeling a bit frustrated over my efforts, I decided rather than going out to the ranch, I stayed at home. At 11:00 a.m. I'm standing at the kitchen sink washing dishes when I doe runs in from the window...maybe ten yards away. Another grey flash revealed a 8 point buck on her tail. At first I thought, "oh that's the little eight point I've been seeing around the house"...but suddenly realized "NO!!!that bucks a lot bigger." I went to the back door, reached for my loaded Sharps propped up next to the door...slowly opened the door....saw big 8 pointer about 25 yds away, leveled the rifle against the door post, and fired.........gosh guys I could tell you I shot him at 400 yds, but this trophy was one I had ask God to give me and this buck more or less fell into my lap. Really no bragging rights, other than the goodness of God....and that's all my hunting has ever meant to me is that I enjoy the fellowship of my Creator in the midst of the creation He gave me and the occasional success that puts meat on the table and a beautiful trophy on the wall to forever remind me of His goodness.
Tell us why you "trophy hunt"...or the your personal philosophy as to why you hunt period.
After I moved to Northern Idaho, I hunted hard for a trophy whitetail buck.........walked all over a 1,800 acre ranch but to no avail. Then one morning, feeling a bit frustrated over my efforts, I decided rather than going out to the ranch, I stayed at home. At 11:00 a.m. I'm standing at the kitchen sink washing dishes when I doe runs in from the window...maybe ten yards away. Another grey flash revealed a 8 point buck on her tail. At first I thought, "oh that's the little eight point I've been seeing around the house"...but suddenly realized "NO!!!that bucks a lot bigger." I went to the back door, reached for my loaded Sharps propped up next to the door...slowly opened the door....saw big 8 pointer about 25 yds away, leveled the rifle against the door post, and fired.........gosh guys I could tell you I shot him at 400 yds, but this trophy was one I had ask God to give me and this buck more or less fell into my lap. Really no bragging rights, other than the goodness of God....and that's all my hunting has ever meant to me is that I enjoy the fellowship of my Creator in the midst of the creation He gave me and the occasional success that puts meat on the table and a beautiful trophy on the wall to forever remind me of His goodness.
Tell us why you "trophy hunt"...or the your personal philosophy as to why you hunt period.