Deer season is winding down for this year. I have shot my share of nice bucks over the years, but every year I find myself thinking about a whitetail buck I did not get in the mid-80s. I was invited to a seldom-hunted farm, and early in the day I spotted a breathtaking buck at about 150 yards. I got into shooting position, got the buck in the scope, but hesitated a moment thinking he'd turn a bit more broadside to me. Instead, he spooked and was gone, just like that. I never saw him again. He was only 8 points but had the greatest mass of any deer I had ever seen or have ever seen since. I remember the place, what I was wearing, what I was shooting (a Ruger Ultralight .257 Roberts, which I still have), and boy do I remember that deer. I suspect many of you out there have a similar story about the one that got away?