Sunday morning.....no snow yet. So he was off. He found the track again and was hoping for the best. He traveled about another mile and again bumped the deer from its bed and watched it bound over a hill into another deep swamp. This time he went home for lunch and decided to give it one last go in the afternoon. He went back to the same spot he entered the swamp and instantly could here Ravens squawking and making a fuss. No more than 20 yrds from where he last watched the deer disappear into the forest is where the monarch passed on. To say he was elated was an understatement! In less than 3 hours, the Ravens had punched a large hole in his side and had eaten most of the innards and one hind quarter. To this date his largest wt deer would go maybe 150, and a couple in the 140's with no real understanding of scoring, just happy to get out. When he sent the first pic I was sooo happy for him but had to ask , "was it the big 6x6?" He said no but he was pretty happy with him. I asked what he figured he scored and said it's a nice 5x5 with short front tines. He had a buddy help him drag it out of the bush and his buddy said its a nice 170ish deer. The first few pics didn't do him justice and I was unsure of what they said they had. The next pic changed that......oh my god!!!!!!!! what a buck!!!!!!
