I would take a big buck year after year if one walked by...because big tough stringy old buck is still more meat than tender little button-buck the size of a smallish German Shepherd.
However, I don't hunt where there's a plethora of big bucks, LOL. So I don't have a "collection" of nice bucks like my dad has.
He goes way up north into Northern Ontario every other year to shoot massive whitetails. For him, it's the fun of the trip (think "wilderness vacation"), a road trip with buddies, and the fun of going out into some of the best pristine woods ever to hunt for shockingly huge bucks.
He takes deer that around here would be unheard-of huge!!! For that area though, they are just mediocre.
Of course, for "herd management" the DNR wants people to shoot does more often and more readily, so I happily shoot the biggest, fattest or oldest does I find just as eagerly as I do the bucks, LOL. Whatever I have a license for...I want to fill my tag- AND MY FREEZER. :dinner:
IF I had a bunch of bucks, though, I would do some nice European-style mounts (aka "skull-mounts) and decorate my future home with them.
The sight of each one would remind me of a fantastic moment in my life, and be a profound reflection on how taking an animal who has lived life just as nature intended is far better than anything raised in a muddy, crowded feedlot.
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Oh and by the way, my dad's "collection" of nice bucks is like...six deer.
One of which is a rather unimpressive but attractively-symmetrical little six-point...the first buck he ever shot.
To my eternal dismay, the first buck of my life will never hang on my wall...while my farmer friend was drying it, one of his migrant workers found it and threw it away.
Especially sad because that buck was a unicorn. Literally. I shot "him" from a hundred-and-ten yards away with my scope set to thirty yards...and on a doe permit. I hit him on the left side, blew out both lungs and liquefied his heart at the same time; I know that deer did not suffer! But when I got to that "doe," I discovered that, though there was NOTHING on the left side of his head, he had a tiny little single spike on the right!!! :lol: Upon measurement, it was still under three inches (which counts as "antlerless" here) so I slapped my doe tag on him and declared my first buck bagged!!! :lol: And a pathetic looking buck at that!
I'd intended on mounting him but the dern farm workers thought a dried deer head was gross and chucked it.
Dangitall, how many times in a man's life will he get to shoot a UNICORN???? :lol: I may well never get another one.