I named this deer “the beer can buck” 3 years ago. When I first saw him, I thought his bases were as thick as a beer can. My hunting partner Tom Vandehey also saw him two days later and agreed, hes a monster! No other sightings of him during our first year hunting with Tombstone Creek Outfitters.
The second year, no encounters with the beer can buck, and just a couple trail cam pics at night.
Our third year, this year, hunting was extremely slow. Just like last year, only a couple pics of him at night. With hunting being this slow I got aggressive and set up close to where I thought maybe the deer were bedding. My hunch was right, 2 does and 4 fawns came down the ridge and were heading right to me. They all went right under my stand and headed for the field behind me. Then a 140″ish buck came down the ridge. Being as slow as it was if he gave me a shot I was going to take it. A doe behind me saw me move and blew. The buck stopped at 40 yards and was at full alert. He took a couple steps and his head was behind a tree. I had a perfect shot at his vitals and took it. The arrow hit a twig and sailed, all the deer spooked and were gone. Frustrated and thinking my evening was over I nocked another arrow. I took out the lil” can and did some bleats, a few minutes later a heard a grunt coming from on top of the ridge. A doe came down the ridge with a big buck following her grunting all the way. She was headed right for me like the other does did earlier. Instead of jumping the gully like the others did, she jumped in it. The buck stopped on the side of the ridge straight across from me, straight on at 45 yards watching her. A couple minutes later another doe started down the ridge, she stopped when she saw the buck. The buck turned his head to look at the doe and that’s when I knew it was the beer can buck! He continued to watch the the doe in the gully then slowly turned to go up after the other doe. I drew and shot at the quartering away buck at 45 yards. I could not believe what just happend!! I wasn’t 100% sure on the shot, because I used my last Lumenok on my previous shot. I was shaking pretty bad climbing down, I went over to where he was and saw blood and immediately backed out. After a sleepless night we tracked him the next morning and to my disbelief there he was, “the beer can buck”!!! He was mine!! He went 150 yards. I just could not wrap my head around this buck!! It would not sink in that I got him, and it may never.
The next day I got a call from Paul Korn, owner of Tombstone Creek Outfitters. He was apologetic for not being in camp as he was hunting in Mississippi with Primos. To my delight, Will Primos got on the phone to congratulate me, pretty cool!!
People ask me “how did you keep it together”, I honestly have no clue, instinct perhaps???
I just want to thank Mission bows for an excellent product, and helping me make a perfect shot on a buck of a lifetime!!!