The Quest for Big Boy, Jr. – Part I

In 2013, I killed the biggest buck of my life. We chased him for two years, with no in-person sightings. Only trail camera pictures proved his existence. But on opening day of rifle season, my .30-06 ushered in his demise the first, and only, time he was seen in-person. “Big Boy” was no longer, but …

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