Today, while on my way to pick up my trailcam, I stumbled upon a the remains of the eight-piont buck that I had hunted for the past two years
. I honestly don' t know what to think about the situation. I guess now I know how rack-attack felt when he found his buck as road kill. It is really kind of strange bec. this is the same path that I' ve been using to put out my mineral licks/trailcam, and he was never there before, yet it had to die before he shed his antlers, because is was excactly like I remember him from last fall. He was' nt extremely big or anything, in fact he wouldnt prob. go 120 maybe, granted, he has actually LOST mass from the prev. year. But the fact is I spent two years trying to get close to this guy, and now its over. After moving my stands countless times, only to see him where I was before, to passing up all the smaller bucks waiting for this one deer. It really kills me, you guys just don' t know unless you' ve had it happen. I think it was just old age, this was a really old deer, and like I said, he had been going downhill, I just hope it was' nt the result of another hunters bad shot over on another property[:@]. At least the good Lord blessed me to have his rack for the wall (even though its not excactly what I dreamed of[:' (]) I think I' m still going to hunt the area and wait for his brother, who is prop. bigger. I guess after you hunt one animal for so long though, it just isnt the same. I feel like I,ve lost a friend. [&o]