He is, shall we say, an enthusiastic hunter. In short, he’s about as crazy about chasing whitetails as anyone I know. He lives this stuff, and it usually pays off with a good buck or two every season.
He killed this one on the evening of Tuesday, Nov. 13. The buck was on his way to check out a group of does and walked by Bobby’s stand at about 60 yards. Game over.
This buck weighed an impressive 155 pounds, field dressed. That’s a big deer for that property. The rack was about 18 inches wide.
Of course we couldn’t let Bobby get too cocky so we didn’t act too impressed. Our club’s comedian, James Quarles, had the best line when he touched the little “G4″ bump on the buck’s left main beam and deadpanned, while shaking his head, “Just think what he could have been next year.”
We started a tradition last year where anyone who kills a big buck has to pose for a hero shot in this T-shirt. I took some shots of Bobby without the Speedy shirt but there was no way one of those was going up here.