Meat over antlers. My deer jerky has gotten me more recognition than any set of antlers I acquired. The only time I got overly excited about a buck was;
1. It was the biggest buck I ever seen, biggest body and rack.
2. I already filled my buck tag for that year.
I couldn't shoot this buck and had to watch it for 30 minutes rub giant trees under my treestand. It was the one that got away deal. This puts perspective on why I hunt, it is the memories that are the real trophies.