I was 'divin in the Blackfoot in a big deep hole one summer day when I found a rack of a 6pt bull on the bottom. Istuggled it up to the bank and was sittin there in my gear when a guy scrambled down the bank with a story. It seems as tho he and his buddy had shot the bull the previos hunting season. They stopped and had a few too many at a local establisment and on the way home his buddy missed a corner, went into the river with his truck and died. I checked the tag that was on it to verify the name, but of course the water had washed off the ink. The fella was shaking and told me to name my price.....I was going to hit him up for the price of an air fill but I couldn't do it. I let him have it. What was the odds of that guy driving by at that time to see me pull that in???????