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Ronald Ewert Jr. Buck
By Gary Fahrni
Back in 2000, Ronald Ewert Jr. picked up a shed on the family farm near Leavenworth, Kan., that bewitched him. The misshapen antler sported a foot-long drop tine that more resembled a club. When he learned in 2003 that his neighbor shot a 22-pointer with a drop tine, he was afraid the buck he’d obsessed over was dead. But when Ron finally saw... READ MORE
Brandon Alday Buck
By Mike Handley
Brandon Alday's 4-year-old son, Hayes, nearly choked him when the yelling commenced. The boy was getting a free ride on his father's shoulders when Brandon’s flashlight beam fell across the buck he was convinced he’d either missed or maimed.
"I started screaming like a little girl, which scared my son half to death," Brandon laughs. "H... READ MORE
Steve Binkley Buck
By Mike Handley
It took a couple of nocks, literally, but Steve Binkley of Lamoni, Iowa, received his Halloween treat four days early in 2008. Even after Steve’s first arrow drove home, the buck he shot on Oct. 27 took only a few hops before watching the thoroughly discombobulated bowhunter nock another arrow and trip his release a second time. Moments later... READ MORE
Jeff McCulley Buck
By Ed Waite
Jeff McCulley would’ve been elated to burn his 2009 buck tag on the wide and tall-tined 8-pointer that had given him the slip all season. It was the biggest he’d seen on the 25 acres for which he’d gained permission to hunt through a fishing buddy who knew the landowners. The 41-year-old hunter from Stow, Ohio, lived just 10 or 15... READ MORE
Jeff Newton Buck
By Jill J. Easton
Jeff Newton’s Bunkie, La., home might still have a big bare spot on the wall if he hadn’t nurtured the 500 acres in Avoyelles Parish he and his brother bought when the Clintons left the White House. After nine years of looking for wall art during the November rut in Illinois, the Louisiana bowhunter decided to shop at home in 2008. "I s... READ MORE
Chris Brazzell Buck
By Chris Brazzell
"Leaving my November playground in Nebraska wasn’t easy, but I’d agreed to join my pastor, Shane Warren, and his friend, Ken Roark, in Ohio. So after six days of bowhunting the Cornhusker State, I boarded a plane in Lincoln and flew to Columbus. Soon after arriving, I discovered I’d be hunting public land, and I immediately regret... READ MORE
Pat Bates Buck
By Mike Handley
Pheromones and estrous doe scents might be akin to Cupid’s arrow, but whatever Pat Bates pours on bushes is more like Thor’s hammer.
One whiff of the concoction will turn bucks into white-eyed defoliators, or, if they’re big and stupid enough to do battle with flora in front of Pat, into wall art.
The retired firefighter from Al... READ MORE
Andrew French Buck
By Allen "Horntagger" Morris
"Wait a minute," Brian Bard stopped, his face a rainbow of emotion. "You're not going to believe this … My bow's back in the truck!"
Brian and Andrew French were so preoccupied by thoughts of what their afternoon hunt would bring that neither thought it odd - at least at first - that Brian wasn't carrying his bow. He was carrying his huntin... READ MORE