So a few years ago during the Rifle deer hunt here in Utah, I went up to scout an area for our weekend hunt. I was in my car (a 1992 Toyota Camry because I didn’t have my own truck yet, anyway…) it was actually a paved camp road most of the way up but still in the legal hunting area. Now I had my gun with me “just in case”, which as we all know just in case really never happens, but I had it with me none-the-less…

So after I was done scouting I was on my way back home… now there were a few hunters up there which were starting to make the trek home as well… And as I was driving, up the mountain to my left out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something out of place, so I stopped to take a look and about 50 yards up the hill was a doe with her head stuck way high looking down the hill. so I inched forward to see if she was alone or with some other deer. I kept looking and saw 2…then 3 and 4… all does… then up pops the head of another and BAM!!! a big rack!

Now I about choked when I saw this beautiful 4 point buck (8 point for all you whitetail hunters) I thought to myself “am I seeing things, how did all the hunters that just passed this way not 2 minutes ago not see this?”

So being careful not to spook the deer I slowly rolled the window down, picked up my gun, and put the cross hairs right behind the shoulder (disclaimer…shooting from your vehicle is not exactly legal…so don’t do it, I wasn’t thinking clearly!!!)

I took a deep breath and exhaled and pulled the trigger. Instantly the big buck flipped over backwards and proceeded to roll (dead as a doornail) down the hill towards me… it rolled and rolled and stopped about 5 feet from my car! SWEET HUH!!!?

Then it hit me, oh CRAP! I don’t have a truck or a knife…NOT GOOD!!! all I could picture is me driving down the canyon with a bloody deer on the top of my roof with me hanging out the window trying to hang on to it for dear life…

Just then the truck of hunters that was seconds in front of me had turned around because they heard the shot and when they got to me they about keeled over because here laid this beautiful buck next to my car and they had just passed there not one minute ago and they knew I was driving right behind them…it was really funny to see how dumbfounded they were by the whole thing.

Just then a nice old man that was road hunting pulled up behind me and realized the predicament I was in and offered up his knife and the bed of his truck, so I cleaned it, threw it in the back of his truck and he drove it to my home for me…Ya, it was that easy!

This post was submitted by Matt Toyn.

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