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FOUND HIM!!!The emotional rollercoaster has been crazy. Tonight hasn't been any different.First off, as I was driving in, I found some guys driver's license, credit cards and fishing license in one of those plastic license holders you get from a sporting goods store in the middle of the road. Then, as I'm sharpening my machete (was still planning on cutting through the heavy brush), I cut my finger to the bone. As I'm standing there bleeding all over the place, only having one little napkin to try to stop it, I was debating whether to go to the hospital to get stitches or search for my buck. I finally decided I would just walk the spur road in and see if I could smell anything since it was so hot today.I got in there, finger &*^$ing killing me, and didn't smell anything. I was getting ready to head out and go to the hospital when I noticed a vulture on the far timber edge. I spooked him, he took off but returned back to the same spot again. I thought that's got to be it. I crashed through the reprod and piled slash that was up to my shoulders in places and finally found him. The smell was horrible, the flies and maggots disgusting, but I found my buck. As best I could tell and as long as I could stand to be there, the entrance wound did look high but not 4" back as I thought. The shot was at an angle so the exit wound was lower. I took the head, got my antlers (he was a smaller spike than I thought also - funny how what you see in a split second is not accurate when you recount it later) and tagged out.Guess I can move on now and focus on elk. Well, maybe after I get my finger stitched up and contact the guy who lost his licenses and credit cards.
You earned yourself a great trophy that you should be proud of because of how you did it. You also set a wonderful example of a true sportsman. Congratulations.
After all these posts and great grit shown to retrieve the buck.....how about a picture?