
Looking back through my pictures from past hunts, I was struck by the fact that some of my most memorable hunts weren’t for the biggest bucks and bulls that I had killed. In fact, I don’t have any truly monstrous animals to my credit. I have some “Nice” mature animals that are representative of the species, but I won’t have Trophy Hunter magazine knocking down my door for an exclusive anytime soon.
I know it sounds strange that someone who is a measurer for Pope and Young would dismiss the antler or skull size of a harvested game animal as its true trophy value. For me the trophy is in the memories and experience. The feeling of “I did it right.” It is measured in woodsmanship, fellowship and how the game retrieval, skinning, and meat processing was handled.
A buck from Northern Idaho was my first whitetail. I spent three years hunting the countryside surrounding the college town of Moscow, Idaho before I finally was successful. What made this buck a trophy to me was the fact that it was the first big game animal I had killed outside of California. It was the beginning of a number of new experiences and firsts for me. I had never de-boned a deer before; I had never backpacked out a big game animal before. It was instrumental in building my confidence to take on other big game challenges in remote locations.
In 1998 I was able to sneak within 20 yards of a feeding blacktail buck near the coast of California. I was still-hunting up a ridge and heard the buck and the doe feeding in the chemise in front of me. I eased into a position where I could see the very top of the bucks back. He whipped his head up looking at me crouched in the brush. By then I already had the crosshairs centered on the white patch just below his jaw. When I squeezed the trigger he dropped in his tracks. It was at that moment I began to consider bowhunting as a possible new hunting method. I was most proud however when the owner of the custom meat processing plant complimented me on the cleanliness of the carcass and finally had to ask where I had hit him.
That buck was a trophy because of the fact that I was able to sneak so close, and make a clean kill. He was a nice heavy fork horn buck, but nothing extraordinary.
My blacktail buck from 2007 was a trophy experience because my daughters were there to watch me as I swung on the running buck and hit him on the run with my first shot. Despite his diminutive size, his 63 pounds of venison still evoke conversations at the dinner table about hunting from my daughters.
Then there are the “Firsts”. My first archery buck was certainly a trophy in it’s own right regardless of antler size. It just happened to make it into the Pope and Young records program. Regardless, I have never harvested a blacktail buck larger than a forked horn with eye guards. Some trophy hunter I am!
My first elk, while under the Pope and Young minimum, was still a momentous occasion, as my hunting partner Shane, called him within 35 yards for a one arrow kill. His 5×6 rack has a coveted position in my home, even though he was 50 inches under the Pope and Young minimum.
So perhaps we should take the time to explain to others, the trophy value of those “rafter bucks”. The ones we put in the shop or garage rafters because they aren’t of “eye catching size”. Well I’m here to tell you that as hunters we need to tell our trophy experience stories to everyone who will listen. Maybe it means jotting down the story, and putting it in the photo album, so that future generations will know why hunting is special to us. It is the values you hold dear to hunting that will keep new hunters enthusiastic, as they learn the skills through trial and error. Remember the passion that was pouring out of a first time successful hunter as they related the tale? That is the trophy experience. Capture that and you can elucidate others on what it means to hunt.
Why is it important to tell these stories? Well the Non-hunting public only reads about poaching busts, or immense trophy animals, in the news media. They are not exposed to the traditions that we enjoy. It is time to tell that story. We have been pushing the “science of wildlife management” for long enough that Susie Q Public is beginning to understand the value of hunting. Unfortunately the voting public is willing to let four legged predators, and professional depredation hunters perform that task, rather than what they perceive to be a bunch of trophy hunters.
So pass on those hunting stories that are trophy experiences and help create an understanding of what hunting means to you. We want that enthusiasm to permeate our culture, to distinguish going hunting from just a walk in the woods.