Count me in for big mulie bucks. I like the challenge of covering miles looking for that one depresion in the ground that the big boy likes to lay in day after day. Nothing like trying to find an old hermit buck that has surpassed his breeding years and wants to be left alone in the most god forsaken country a hunter can ever walk into!!!! In big buck country, you wont have to weed through the forkies to find what you are looking for....