The arc and black powder seasons aren’t the only producers of velvet dollars in Kansas.
Clayton Brummer’s days of drawing his deer rifle in September are over. Now that he’s 17, he’ll have to wait until December to back his beloved .300 Ultra Mag, who – in his capable hands – can extinguish the lights of a deer up to 450 meters away.
The future junior from St. John (Kansas) High School, however, made his last youth hunt count by hitting one of the biggest whitetails shot in the middle in 2015. Photographs of the giant velvet fallow deer struck most sites in deer hunting and Facebook almost before the animal was styled.
Sunflower State’s first youth (and handicapped) rifle season lasted nine days last year, from September 5 to 13. Hunters aged 16 and under may hunt if they hold a valid license and are accompanied by an adult. The regular 12-day rifle season began on December 1.
Clayton was accompanied by his father, Darin, whose work as an agronomist – an expert in soil management and crop production – won him deer hunting invitations from several landowners in Stafford County.
On September 7, the boy and his father hunted a milo field and saw an absolute monster of a buck, or at least his rack floating above the uncut crop. But since the deer’s body was not visible, Darin advised his son against taking the unethical shot. Clayton, sure he would never see him again, reluctantly agreed, and they watched the deer creep away.
âIt was a heartbreaking feeling. I didn’t know if I was going to see him again one day. But it was the right thing to do, âClayton said.
However, seeing such an animal put a spring in the footsteps of the young hunter.
âAfter school the next day, we got out very early – around 4:30 pm – and set up on a picking road. It is the farmer’s mowed path to the heart of the irrigation system. Within 30 minutes we saw this male get up and run across the milo field.
âWe didn’t think it smelled like us or anything because the wind was in our favor,â he continued. “We finally realized he was trying to outrun the bugs.”
The deer struck the upright corn which adjoins the milo. The Brummers could only hope he would come out before sunset.
As his father watched the field of double-crop milo, Clayton stared at the wall of cornstalks, his rifle resting on shooting sticks. He practically wanted the bullet to appear.
And, poof, it did.
âThe male came out of the corn right in front of me. It was only 30 yards and bordered, a piece of cake compared to the 450-500 yards I shot with that gun.
âHe came out just far enough that I could see him,â he continued. âThere was no doubt what dollar it was. As soon as he got out he looked at me straight. I just knew he was about to run.
Darin had no idea that Clayton was even looking at the deer until the big gun hit its high note. When he turned to look at Clayton, his son’s eyes were shining.
âI knew I had it. He fell right there, âClayton said. âI was all excited; really excited.
âWhen we got down to business, we saw points go everywhere,â he smiled.
The backing was still covered in velvet, although the membrane did crack in places, revealing the bloody wood underneath. Clayton had the option of preserving what was left or removing all the pile, which is necessary before the Boone and Crockett Club measures the antlers.
âI thought about it a lot,â he said. âI really wanted to put it in the book (B&C). Your name has been there for a long time. “
The pile was finally stripped, and the antlers were indeed measured for B&C.
Had they been measured for Buckmasters prior to the Velvet removal, the bullet would have been the new crop of world record rifles in the BTR Velvet category. Without the velvet, he shares the No. 103 spot among the hardwood rifle kills.
Clayton still hasn’t decided whether to spray the mount with faux velor when the deer is mounted.
âI really like how he looks now,â he said.
Hunter: Clayton Brummer
Result: 231 7/8
See the score sheet
This article was published in the October 2016 edition of Rack Magazine. Subscribe today to have Rack Magazine delivered to your doorstep.
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