This picture was sent to me in an email, along with the following information.
"A white-tail buck deer named Goliath stands in the field of Rodney and Diane Miller's farm in Knox, Pa., Aug. 5, 2003. Goliath, a massive buck with a huge rack and worth perhaps hundreds of thousands of dollars, died, Dec. 6, 2004".
I see an ear tag, so I'm guessing that this is some sort or deer farm????????????? Anyhow it's really an impressive critter. I saw something kind of like this in the wild years ago. I was packing mules out of Reds Meadows, California, packing some hunters in the day before season opened. They took their horses and headed out while I packed the mules, so I was a hour or so behind them. I came to the crossing of Cold Creek, which flows through some really thick crushed down small quaking aspens that are really thick and tangled. The trail winds through there, and you can't see off in the brush. I came around a bend and there was this little bodied buck in the trail not more than 50 feet away. It didn't look like he was much bigger than a German Shepperad dog, but he had the biggest rack of horns I have ever seen. I didn't get to look at him for long, but I counted 11 points on one side before he got into the brush, and I didn't get them all on that side, let alone the other side. I never saw him again, but I was sure looking.
"A white-tail buck deer named Goliath stands in the field of Rodney and Diane Miller's farm in Knox, Pa., Aug. 5, 2003. Goliath, a massive buck with a huge rack and worth perhaps hundreds of thousands of dollars, died, Dec. 6, 2004".
I see an ear tag, so I'm guessing that this is some sort or deer farm????????????? Anyhow it's really an impressive critter. I saw something kind of like this in the wild years ago. I was packing mules out of Reds Meadows, California, packing some hunters in the day before season opened. They took their horses and headed out while I packed the mules, so I was a hour or so behind them. I came to the crossing of Cold Creek, which flows through some really thick crushed down small quaking aspens that are really thick and tangled. The trail winds through there, and you can't see off in the brush. I came around a bend and there was this little bodied buck in the trail not more than 50 feet away. It didn't look like he was much bigger than a German Shepperad dog, but he had the biggest rack of horns I have ever seen. I didn't get to look at him for long, but I counted 11 points on one side before he got into the brush, and I didn't get them all on that side, let alone the other side. I never saw him again, but I was sure looking.