This isn't the biggest buck I've ever shot, but I think he's the best. I've watched this buck grow for a couple of years now and let him go. I posted pictures on here of him in velvet and again after he'd shed his velvet early in the year. I wanted to get my son on him during the youth rifle season here in Oklahoma, but this buck had basically vanished for the past month. I hadn't seen him, gotten any pictures of him, and nobody else had reported seeing him (and believe me there's LOTS of people hunting around me.) I honestly thought he was dead, and somebody had either sniped him from the road or ran over him. Anyway...... I went to help my uncle pick up a boar last night and didn't get to bed until around 1am. When my alarm went off early this morning, I nearly hit the snooze button. I got up and was out of coffee creamer....:angry:.... grrrrr. Went and got in my blind with no coffee and very little sleep. I hadn't been seeing many deer from this spot, but I thought with the rut kicking in I might have some luck today. Yeah, I guess so. I had one little 6 pt buck slip through, then at about 7:45 a doe popped out of a tree row at 170 yards. She was running around acting stupid & my heart really got to racing. I watched the end of that tree row, and this buck popped out. I couldn't believe my eyes, I thought he had already been killed, but there he stood. I checked him over quickly to be sure he wasn't busted up and then put the crosshairs on him. He had my blind pegged and he was standing stone still, just glaring at me. I held on his chest waiting for him to move, for what seemed like an eternity. Finally I just went ahead and smoked him. I shot him in the base of the neck and dropped him in his tracks. This buck was taken on our old family place, which makes him extra special for me. I really wish my grandparents were still alive to share this with, they'd be so excited for me. Grandma would be pumped to know that there are bucks like this wandering around their old homestead. Anyway...... here he is.