late hunt blacktail albino buck

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the day started out wet and windy,i drove to spirit mountain casino the morning of thanksgiving,i only had four hours to hunt elk but i liked my chances for seeing some elk as this was the country i was trained in.i was looking forward to some elk hunting (cow only)i entered the casino's front entrance to see an old familiar face.an old fishing buddy i have not seen in years.i shook his hand and we started talking about the good old days.after we caught up i told jim the reason for my trip down to grande ronde.he was very excited and then told me of a pure white buck that his indian brothers had chased around the entire rifle season just a few miles from where i had taken my biggest buck ever when i was a youngster.this got me excited as i had passed on a ghost buck when i was 17.just could'nt pull the trigger type of thing.but things are different now and i would love taking an albino with my mohawk.
    after breakfast i went to my rig and put on my camo.i drove to the locked gate road jim had directed me to and started my hike into the unknown ahead.my brain switched to killer as i started looking at the multiple trails crossing the road,tracks everywhere,fresh elk and deer.i rounded a large bend in the road and came into a clearing (logging unit)i followed a spur road that led to a large landing.i sat down on a large fir stump overlooking the clearing and started glassing the unit.having grown up hunting this type of ground i knew where to look and within a minute i had cow elk in my nikons,i grabbed my mohawk and pack then started down the fire trail after them.i crept down the wide fresh trail checking my wind as i went.after going a couple hundred yards i stopped suddenly as my eyes picked up movement to my left.the elk left my head as i was looking at the albino buck less than 100 yds from me.he was feeding his way along the treeline coming uphill in my direction,totally unaware of me being there.i dropped down low as i was in the open,i waited for him to look away then i silently crept the few steps into the vine maple and fir trees.this is a big buck i told myself,never mind the fact that he was all white,this is a great high and wide heavy as they get deep chocolate horned monster buck.i was shaking like this was my wedding day or something,get a grip i told myself,you have this buck just wait him out he should pass within ten yds of you.the buck fed slowly up the treeline towards me.getting closer and closer.i started getting out of control,completely out of it.i was sweating,breathing was getting very hard.he was within 30 yds now.(need a nap more later)

[Benny Nganabbarru]

This sort of story-ing should be illegal!

[Bill Carlsen]

I spooked 5 deer once because they were so close that they could hear me breathing heavily. Come on, now....what happened next?

[Highlandwarrior]

You punk! finish this darn story. Pm me and tell me to look at your post and not finish it? Thats a declaration of war!      :p

[Wannabe1]

Dang Larry! That jist ain't right!!   :D

[Steve H.]

Oh no, its one of those check Tradgang thirty times days......

[turkey522]

Nap  

[WINDTALKER]

Ok thats just plain mean.

[Nakohe]

   :mad:      That just ain't right. Finish the story we are sitting on the edge of our seats here. Nap indeed. LOL

[steadman]

Come on Larry, time to let us know if the mohawk spoke!

[PAPA BEAR]

awwwwwwwww...stretchhhhhhhh

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oh....hi guys.....anyhoo....this buck moved to within thirty yds of me the insanity of it all is all of a sudden i had to take a major piss.not fair at all,i would have gone crazy in another thirty seconds or so,i'm waiting for a broadside shot this buck would not turn and i was fearing what happened next,coastal winds are brutal and swirl constantly.he got me and was gone in a flash of white and chocolate horns.so me being the stalkin machine that i am i watched him bound out into the unit and head down the draw towards the alder flats where the elk had gone into.

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i was almost running down the firetrail trying to get in an ambush position as the trail would intercept him if he stayed on his current course  

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as i hurried down the trail i watched this buck turn and double back on me,going back on the deer trail he had just came down,i turned and scooted back up the hill to within 20 yds of where i had spooked him.he is coming now i thought,smart buck,has to be to survive being white.

[Benny Nganabbarru]

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i pulled a patriot missile off of my quiver,dropped my pack and waited for my shot as he was trotting head down sniffing as he went.then i realize he must be trailing a doe that had come through the area at some recent point in time.i stand there as he jumps into the firetrail less than twenty yds from me,i mewed at him and he stops perfectly in front of me.i pulled the string back on my mohawk pick my spot and burned a hole through it,my release was good.my arrow flew just over his back as he scrambled to get moving.

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i stand there and watch this dream buck beat a hasty retreat into the timber.this is game on now.i'll be there this weekend with my mohawk and a few surprises for old vanilla head,tw,if you want to come with me let me know.this buck is goin down.i'm headed back saturday with a trailcam or two to at least get some pics of this awesome deer.

[PAPA BEAR]

sorry about the delay guys my woman was typing up a school paper and had the computer tied up.i would never make you suffer that long

[PAPA BEAR]

i am still shaking from this ordeal.guess this weekend will be another quest for this buck.

[Benny Nganabbarru]

A day well-spent, nevertheless, and an encounter to remember. Thanks, and good luck!