By Steve Wall

Many hunters will go their whole life hunting for a trophy buck.  I may have killed the biggest buck of my life (and my first buck) at the age of 16.  I am still optimistic, at the age of 30, that I may have the opportunity to harvest a larger buck.  Times have changed and I am now hunting mostly public land, so you can see where my doubt of killing a larger buck comes in.  Now don’t get me wrong, I was extremely excited when I shot this deer and I still am; However, I may be more proud of my recent accomplishments on public land.  That is for another blog though so stay tuned for that!

This hunt takes us back to the year 2001.  My dad and I were hunting trophy managed land in Southwest Wisconsin.  I was going into my junior year of high school and still searching for my first buck.  While all of my friends were probably out having fun on the river during the summer, I was walking through the woods during many hot summer days.  Continue reading “Buck of a Lifetime: My first buck”