The worst night of tracking i have ever had, is also the most memroable. I was bowhunting during the rut, and shot a nice 8pt, because he was rutting so hard he started trotting again right when i released the arrow. Gut shot him. Let him sit for about 6hrs. Came back and started tracking him.

Across someones yard down a ridge up another one and into a creek bottom. And there he was staring at us and are flashlights. He ran, we sat. An hour later when it started to snow sowe figured we give another go. Walking through, following what we could my friend stepped on him, and yep he jumped up and ran into the creek. My otherfriend jumped into the creek with his knife and grabbed the buck by his rack as he was trying to swim and cut his throat and killed the buck as the buck started dragging him down the bank. Absolutley crazy!! needless to say when my friends adrenaline came down he was shaking pretty bad. I swear i heard horror movie music playing. Either way we got the deer out of there, but we still talk about that night.