Thousands of my trail-camera pictures are cluttered into hundreds of electronically saved archived folders in my computer. Each year the photos spill over and suckle the memory juices from my laptop’s hard drive. I watch as my kila, mega, and gigabytes are zapped and disappear into “memory cemetery land” and can’t seem to press the delete key on any of them!
Instead of deleting them, I save each photograph and marvel at the sheer uniqueness of each one. Every photo illustrates an incredible story in the life of our most sacred animals. The whitetail deer has mystified our wildest imaginations for centuries. The addiction to coordinate a successful covert operation of candidly documenting these critters only adds to the blossoming of our deepest hunting obsessions.
I’ve taken a good and hard look at the work my Moultrie trail camera did for me in 2009 and pulled three of my favorite whitetail moments.
Late August is a time when the fuzzy velvet of a whitetail’s headgear turns ripe. Capturing a photo of a soft-horned giant will always be on my “to-do” list, but the whitetail photographed on this summer evening was truly one-of-a-kind.
As you can see, the trail camera was placed pointing back at a tree stand. In this picture you can feel the gut-wrenching buck fever of this colossal 10-point buck. He gracefully looks into the distance, unaware of the trail camera’s presence. Little did he know, he’s toying with opening weekends near arrival. This picture is absolutely stellar.
As mid-October grew near, the leaves changed color almost as if it were in accordance with these two bucks’ aggression. The whitetails are beginning to face off a battle to declare one of the most precious assets in the eyes of a whitetail, dominance. The buck on the left is truly spectacular. He’s sporting a kicker on both G2’s. The buck pictured to the right is a classic example of a Buffalo County, Wisconsin 2-year old.
One of the last most memorable photos of 2009 was this buck getting ferocious with an innocent branch hanging over the wrong place, a scrape. The scrape is about as wide as a kitchen table and had drawn in several awesome bucks during the week of November. As you can see, the whitetail’s neck is elongated and inaction as he thrusts all his might into the branch.
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