I could write a book on ground shrinkage especially when I was a youngster. As a matter of fact in a attempt to come up with a more original username "@groundshrinkage" is tempting me. One that stands out I was whitetail hunting, we met up the truck for lunch and we watched a HELL of a buck head into the woods where I was sitting earlier. I knew I could sneak my way up a small ditch and right up to a dead fall and get close. The sneak worked flawlessly. Got up to about 80 yards. Peeked my head over the dead fall they were staring right at me quick decision dropped the buck, the doe that he was following took a few steps and stopped, dropped her too. Really thought that was something til I got up to the buck maybe 110" 8 point. Definitely not the buck we watched go into the thicket. Oh well, it was a hell of a belly crawl stalk by Midwestern standards.