Mike: On November 24, 2007, my hunting buddy Todd Allen and I finally worked our way from my farm in Northwest Ohio to my cabin in Meigs County in Southeastern Ohio. Deer gun season is always a special time for me. The crops are off, the machinery is put away and it is time to play.
Following a great meal at the cabin on Sunday evening, I settled in on the couch to watch the news, the weather forecast in particular. Opening day was not going to be pleasant, with a forecast of 100% rain.
I reached over and grabbed a book, Outdoor Life’s Trophy Whitetails. I had read this book before and would recommend it to any serious hunter. On this cold and rainy evening, I leafed through the pages to the chapter “Racks in the Rain.” After re-reading it, I was ready to call it a night and rest up for the big day.
Monday morning came early. Fog lay in the ravines and low-lying areas; the downpours settled into a hard, steady rain. At 9:00 a.m. I had the urge to crawl out of my tree stand and trek back to the cabin. Hot coffee and fresh doughnuts were calling.
I was ready to lower my gun to the ground when I thought about “Racks in the Rain” again. The story said: “Deer acclimate themselves to all types of weather or they would not survive. Deer will move in the rain.” I was tempted to quit, but I thought that if I stayed a little longer it might pay off.
At 9:20 a white flash against the brown leaves caught my eye. A piebald buck, running with a doe! He paused at roughly 55 yards in a ravine below. I squeezed the trigger and the buck crumpled on the spot.
I eased down into the ravine. The closer I got, the more I realized what I had: a piebald buck with 14 points and a 5-inch drop tine to boot. Wow! Todd and I high-fived and admired the tremendous animal for a long time in the rain and gloom.
I had heard a piebald deer was in the area, but 14 points with a drop tine…was this a dream or what? I am getting a full-body mount so others can enjoy and admire him as well.
Thinking back, I’m not sure, but had I not re-read “Racks in the Rain” the night before, I probably would have had those 9:30 coffee and doughnuts—and no piebald buck. Thanks, Randy Schroeder
Randy, a cool story and what a beautiful and amazing animal. Just look at that pinto hide! Randy asked if I’d ever seen or heard of a hunter shooting a bigger piebald buck. No, which begs the question: Is Randy’s fantastic drop-tine the largest piebald ever shot in North America?