This season has me continuously feeling like someone keeps letting the air out of my tires. Headed into the woods this fall in pursuit of 2 of the biggest bucks I've ever seen in PA. Anybody guess what happened to them!?!
The buck pictured below just had me all sorts of excited. Spent the opener watching him for about an hour feeding in my neighbor's field. Could have cracked him with crossbow in hand but I try to do things ethically. The next day, Sunday, a non-hunting day in PA was the last time I ever got a picture of him. The other buck I was after disappeared 4 days later. Basically, spent all fall sitting and waiting on ghosts. Where I'm located, nobody can keep quiet about shooting anything so it just seems really strange that secrecy would suddenly surround two giants. About a month later, as I was heading home, I watched several wardens drive back into a neighbor's field after sunset. Given the neighbor I can basically close the chapter on these deer and attribute their demise to poaching. I've been trying to run into a warden to see if I can assist with building a stronger case but our paths haven't crossed.
Kinda takes the wind outta your sails...
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