Actually, I hate the darn things ... at times anyway, like when they outsmart me, or when they eat the flowers by the house. Two does are bedding in the back yard, taunting me because they know they are safe.

Truly, hunting them can take you over a broad range of terrain and climate. No creature is more wired or wary or as satisfying to hunt. Taste great, too.

Been "chasin' em' to long not to", plus they ARE tasty !

taste good and there just fun to look at

+1 for you LOL/LMAO(sorry it was to easy !)

Their meat tastes good.

I like them because they are so mysterious and elusive. In northern Maine you dont see a lot of big bucks just wondering fields like in other areas of the country, and it takes a great deal of luck and skill to actually find one in the deep woods. Pretty much makes you want to havest one that much more when it is so difficult to find/see the animal even when you see sign all around you...doenst help that I brought a fawn home from the bog behind my gram's house when I was ten years old and set it on her couch with a blanket wrapped around it...Ive had a passion for these animals since I was born

The Whitetail buck has held a certain mystique to me for as long as I can remember. The adrenalin rush when a nice buck steps into bow-range is like no other i've experienced. One of my most "successful" hunts was a bowhunt years ago where a mature buck came in to my rattle and shredded trees with his rack 25 yds downhill. He busted me as i raised my bow, and a mexican standoff ensued. After several minutes of trying to stay absolutely still( stop shaking!) while my heart was jumping out of my chest, the buck wandered off, never presenting a shot. I saw him several more times that week, all just out of range. He beat me and deserved to live another season. What a worthy adversary he was.(is) Why do i love them? I think it was passed on to me by my Dad.

Because it's amazing to watch a big buck sneak through the woods without making a sound.

The smell: The smell of decaying leaves in fall after a light rain, the smell of freshly burned gun powder, and the smell of onions and garlic next to a fresh piece of backstrap.

I love them because they are beautiful animals and are a great challenge to hunt. I also love them because they give me an excuse to turn off my cellphone and go and sit in the woods every fall.

we almost hit one last night. i just love them becuase of how quitly they can move around and wothout being noticed. thank god their not known to attack. the hitting one part had nothing realy to do with this but it was kinda cool. the doe didnt realy care though she finished standing in the road and then walked into the woods like no one was there

Words fail to describe why I love Whitetail.
I'll just have to take you, so you can experience the wonder of it all.

In the pursuit of whitetail, I've found peace and quiet in the isolation and distance from human and vehicular traffic. Friendships have developed, and campfire stories have provided many hours of entertainment. There's no extension cord long enough to plug in a television and ruin the atmosphere with network television. It is an escape from the cluttered, mundane to the comparatively simple. And at the sight of a mature, well-nourished buck I am reminded that there is still beauty, majesty, strength and grace in my world; I simply have to separate myself from energy-sapping, time-wasting distraction to find it.

taste great on the grill with a cold miller light

they taste good and are such beautiful creatures not only when you hunting them but also just to watch them, they are my faveorite animal to hunt and to watch.