When this hunting season arrived, the buck had become a freak of nature. His antlers had grown into a mass of twisted and turned tines with massive bases. And he was still in velvet. Ethredge was almost able to harvest him right off the bat.

“I saw him opening day and it was right at dark and I didn’t want to mess him up,” Ethredge said. “I just watched him.”

Ethredge said the deer on his place have him patterned better than he has them patterned. In fact, he said that judging by the photos he sees of bucks near his stands while he is away, he’s pretty sure they know his work schedule.