Well......I was upland bird hunting about two weeks ago on the same property I shot the buck in September. My pointer disapeared down in the creek bed. I finally found him sniffing the carcass of a deer; all I saw was ribs at first. As I got closer I saw the rack and said to myself...No sh!t, I found my buck. There was no open season for deer at the time, so I left it in hopes it would still be there when late archery opens. Got up early this morning and recovered the rack. I did it legaly and notched my tag for the rack.

I had probably walked by the deer at least 20 times in the weeks following the shot. He was just in one of those places that is blind when you walk the terrain. The tall grass had been layed down by rain allowing me to see. He had come back the mile we tracked him and died on the creek bank. It was only 75 - 100 yards from where I shot him. I guess he wanted some excercise before he died. Mile up, mile down, and down for good.

This buck is a personal trophy to me and I may have it mounted if I can get a nice cape for it. This hunt will be a memerable one. It was a hunt where everything went perfect before the shot and then everything went wrong after the release opened.

Well here it is. The bastard is still grining at me.








Anyone have suggestions for removing the rotten flesh and skin from the skull. The thing reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks and has big ass magots all over it.