When Karen and I used to hunt near Jordan, Montana, we'd usually spend the first couple of days just driving around and figuring out what kind of bucks were on the ranch ... that year.
Sometimes, the good-to-great bucks would be up and out of the Missouri Breaks and sometimes they weren't.
Anyway, on about the third day, we'd start picking our deer.
THEN, one year, this was the very first deer I saw and I fell in love with the shape of his antlers. So, he just had to die.
I killed him with my .280 Ackley Improved using a prototype 160-grain Ballistic Tip. He was right at 400-yards. Normally, I would have stalked him, but I wanted him so badly, I just killed him right there.
BANG - FLOP KILL
To my way of thinking, he had it all. Nope, I've never put a tape on him ... Why spoil it?
Blessings,
Steve