Kosydor Adventures

I don’t think anyone has found a cure for this affliction that affects all of us.

There he stood the Boner Buck.  Or maybe the Booner Buck.  This was not your 3-4 year old Buck with a nice set of bones.  This was the 6-7 year old mature white-tail buck with massive amounts of bone on his head.  I estimated him to be a 200 points + buck as I looked down my sights right before I pulled the trigger.  There he stood,  broad-side with head turned straight on at me.  The classic buck pose. What really is wild, is that this huge white-tail deer was standing less than a 1/4 mile from my house.  Yet, we had been driving to the next county to deer hunt the previous weeks.  Here stood my Boone & Crockett right almost in my back yard.  I missed him clean.  It was an easy shot.  Must of shot between his legs. We looked and searched and looked some more was the bad news.  The good news is when driving home tonight we spotted the Booner Buck. He was standing next to the road getting ready to trot towards my back yard again and not a scratch on him.  I remember an old VHS Movie I had titled The Grey Ghosts and was all about Big Buck hunting.  I have finally realized why those Big Bucks earned the title of the Grey Ghosts.  They just appear out of nowhere and it seems like you just shoot right through them. This Buck may be the largest I have ever seen in Southern Illinois.  And I have chased more than one Big One in years past.

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