So I come upon this big old buck on the move. He wants nothing to do with me, so I jump in the truck, head to the other end of the ridge he is on, bail out and head up it and get in position to cut him off. He doesn't show. My mind is pretty negative at this point ripping myself a new one for being such a dope. I get back to the truck and go back to where I wanted to go in the first place. Curiosity got the best of me so I went and looked at where he was. This is what I found. That big ole fart knocker outsmarted the Bone.
