In the offseason, NASCAR drivers are avid hunters who are known to bag a few trophy bucks. But when they win a race, sometimes they get to take home a prize that just doesn't seem to fit in a standard trophy case. Here are the ten oddest trophies in the NASCAR world.
Like most other hunters, monster whitetails have always fascinated me with their gargantuan sized racks and secretive lifestyle. Top-heavy bucks that have lived long enough to grow some serious headgear are really a separate breed of deer. You can bet the farm that a buck with a rocking chair fitted on its head knows how to move through the woods like a ghostly shadow. In my opinion, after years of escaping intense hunting pressure, a lot of Boone & Crockett caliber bucks probably end up dying of old age. Unfortunately, some of these legendary bruisers never get tagged by a lucky hunter, but are found dead from rut-related injuries, vehicle collisions or disease. Last September, Ricky Weatherford stumbled upon a buck that will probably be haunting his dreams for the rest of his life.
Our Upper Pennisula may house "ghosts" like this one but Northern Lower Michigan has entirely too many poachers and flatlanders that refuse to allow some of the smaller bucks to grow. It is disheartening for a hunter like myself who has let many smaller bucks go hoping to someday see a buck like this or even one that would score.
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10 Wacky NASCAR Trophies16
I think trophies of this size are a true testament to the ability it took to win them. 43 cars on one track traveling 130+ is worth something.
A Crying Shame17
Like most other hunters, monster whitetails have always fascinated me with their gargantuan sized racks and secretive lifestyle. Top-heavy bucks that have lived long enough to grow some serious headgear are really a separate breed of deer. You can bet the farm that a buck with a rocking chair fitted on its head knows how to move through the woods like a ghostly shadow. In my opinion, after years of escaping intense hunting pressure, a lot of Boone & Crockett caliber bucks probably end up dying of old age. Unfortunately, some of these legendary bruisers never get tagged by a lucky hunter, but are found dead from rut-related injuries, vehicle collisions or disease. Last September, Ricky Weatherford stumbled upon a buck that will probably be haunting his dreams for the rest of his life.
Our Upper Pennisula may house "ghosts" like this one but Northern Lower Michigan has entirely too many poachers and flatlanders that refuse to allow some of the smaller bucks to grow. It is disheartening for a hunter like myself who has let many smaller bucks go hoping to someday see a buck like this or even one that would score.