I agree. But the problem is the grand daughters have heard from the day they were born about passing this buck and that buck and we have two shooters this year - they have heard it all their hunting life. This is the first year I have heard the two oldest - 14 and 12 - act like they were getting bored - talking about not seeing any deer. Well, they were seeing deer - just not THE deer. I told both of them when I hunted with them to kill what they wanted - and then we would see a buck and they would say “not big enough”.KS had a "left over tag" for a while where a guy could shoot 2 bucks. I didn't like it for the exact same reason that Turkey did like it. I shot a smaller than I wanted buck to scratch that itch, then hunted the rest of the season for a trophy. Just like Turkey my 2nd tag was usually eaten. What I didn't like was that it encouraged me to shoot younger than I wanted bucks and I feel it hurt trophy management.
Now for the flip side about making hunting fun for the family. SwampCat, my kids always looked at trailcam pics or deer in a pasture and said "big enough for you to shoot dad?". I always gave an honest answer which 99% of the time was no. BUT... when they and their friends hunt ANYTHING is fair game. Absolutely no hit lists, no savers, no expectations. Grab a granddaughter and her best friend, plop them down in a stand and have them shoot the first deer they see. Hoop and hollar, clean it and cook it's tenderloins right then and there, take pics and show them to the best friends mom, pop a bottle of carbonated grape juice (looks like wine) and share a toast with them. You'd be surprised how quickly antlers don't matter any more.
I had six bucks I would have shot on my home 300 acres and 62 acres six miles away. We saw one of those bucks - and my 12 yr old grand daughter killed it. I have food plots, I bait, we hunt with a crossbow, we have sixty days of firearm season - according to many on this forum, we should have cleaned those six bucks out the first week of crossbow season sitting on a corn pile. We hunted with a crossbow, a compound bow, a ml, and a mg - and we saw one of those bucks. I got pictures of all the remaining five after season ended - so none of the neighbors got them either.
The point being, this trophy buck syndrome is ingrained in them. It was in me, too - but I started kind of wondering about it a few years ago, and then my son made mention of it this year - how it just wasnt as exciting as it used to be. I fear these girls, with so much to do in their lives, are going to drift away from wanting to go deer hunting because it is now becoming boring because they have the big buck syndrome