Well, finally put a buck down.

The first encounter I had with this guy, he came out chasing does and make a bunch of racket, and it was last week so I thought to myself, I still have lots of time left to shoot the buck I'm going after.

Monday night he walks out, as I'm leaving the blind because it was a slow evening. 4 does all night. As I'm getting out of my blind, I look up and see does running and a bigger bodied deer chasing. I look at him in my binos and seen his good side. I wasn't convinced he was a shooter until he went onto the neighboring land and he turned and looked in my direction. So I put my rifle on the bale and chamber one. He chases two does back onto my land so I'm leading him now and right when I was gonna get him to stop, he gets into a herd of does and I lose him as he trots into the bush with his does. All this happening while a doe and 3 fawns are 12 yards from me walking directly at me. Still amazed myself how I didn't spook the with me going from rifle to binos to rangefinder to binos to rifle.

Yesterday morning, after 2 hours in the blind I see a 5x5 being chased by a spiker? on the neighbors land coming my direction, so I get ready. When all of a sudden I see a doe come flying from my left into the direction of these bucks. Right behind the doe is my buck, Screwy. So I get ready quick as he is only a matter of a couple yards from being on my land. He chases both the bucks into the bush and that was the end of my morning hunt after grunting trying to lure him out.

Yesterday evening, at 4:00 I notice a group of does being chased by a spiker. Then a bigger bodied deer comes out, so I put my binos on him, and yup! There's Screwy! So I put my rifle on the Bog-Pod and chamber one. He chases the spiker into the field I'm sitting in, and stops with the does 220 yards out. His front half was covered hiding behind a bale so I had to wait for a better shot. I give him a grunt and he starts making his way my direction. 210 yards out I give him a yell to stop him, and put the crosshairs on the money maker and let the .25-06 bark. He runs towards the bush and before he enters, I give him another shot. I was pumped. Thought I got him for sure. Called my Dad and told him to come out to the farm I just shot Screwy. I told him I was gonna give him some time, but he insisted I go and check for blood. I go to where he entered the bush, and man was I disappointed. I walked the edge of the bush 6 times trying to find a speck of blood. NOTHING! I thought to myself, there is NO WAY I missed. I can make this shot all day, every day, in my sleep. Well, I didn't this time. I came home disappointed and my Dad hands me the .257 WBY and some bullets and says, here ya go, you'll get him with this.

Three of my buddies shot bucks last night so I went up and checked them out. Had a few beers with boys and decided I should go home so I can go round 2 with Screwy in the morning. Alarm goes off at 6:50, and there was no way I wanted to get up. So I got to sleep in for once.

Finally, 2:30 rolled around and I got geared up and headed for my blind. Got to my blind about 3:15 and started playing on my iPhone. 3:30, two does and a spiker come out. Ten minutes later the farmer comes rolling around the bush with a load of bales and the farm dog chases the deer away. I thought to myself, thank god it's early in the evening, cuz if this happened in prime time, I wouldn't be too happy. At around 4:15 those same deer come out again. I glassed the fields again, and I noticed two more does come out, then not far behind, Screwy!! I said to myself, you ain't getting away this time buddy!! I chamber a .257 WBY and ranged him at 270 yards. He was quartering to me, and I decided I better wait for a broadside shot. He turns broadside and, BOOM! He drops! Does are all standing around wondering, WTF? I chamber another one, just incase he decides to get up. I knew he wasn't getting up so I got out of my blind and got on the phone and called me Dad. I got him buddy!! Dropped him right on the spot!! He gives me the, I told ya so, give ya my rifle and I knew you'd get him. Call a couple buddies as I'm walking up to him, telling them I finally got Screwy, and seen he was still breathing so I got behind him and gave him one in the back of the head. He's down for the count for sure, and I give a couple eff yeahs!

Sorry for the field photos, only had my iPhone.

Very unique animal congrats on the kill.

That rack will make for some good conversations....Congratulations

Awesome Deer!!!  Congrats!

Mr. lopsided!  If he had a matching anller on the left side he would be a monster.
Hey, cool buck. Congrats

Nice buck!

Only thing I can think of is, he's the buck I shot in the brisket last season? The butcher said he had two bucks with messed up antlers this year and found body injuries on the opposite side of the antler. (Left antler, wound on right side. Vice Versa)

No, I don't

Hard to believe but those animals are tougher than us humans.  My dad shot a deer a few years ago.  hit it hard and it went down and was peralized for a few minutes as he was walking up to it.  It rolled over a bank near a stream and when he got there the deer was gone.  He trakced it for a mile and lost it.  Next year he was back at the same spot and out comes a buck again.  He shoots it and after looking at it it was the same buck as last year.  I skined it and he had hit it high just under the spine an inch but half way down the body.  It had missed any of the vitals.  The rack was normal on one side and real weird with extra tines on the other.  I even pulled the bullet out from the previous year.  It was a nosler partition and was a perfect mushroom.  The side the bullet went in all the muscle was gone and it was a big 8 inch hollow spot next to the spine.  The backstrap was gone.  perfectly healed but the muscle was gone.  It was strange. 

that is one unique trophy! congrats