I was hanging out at the cabin with one of the other guys in the lease when we heard some dogs running on the property. This is a no dog running club. We grabbed the guns and went out to try and cut them off. The place where I ended up is on a ridge overlooking a swamp bottom. I stood in place for a while until I could no longer hear the dogs running. Then I began to scout the area on my way back out to the field. I found a nice rub on a 3 1/2" to 4" cedar that was made very early this season or last season. As I was knealing down to inspect I began to hear something behind me. I stood up and looked around to see the biggest buck I have ever seen while in the woods. This was like the monsters you see on the hunting shows. I could tell he had been pushed or spooked by something or someone by the way he was trotting in. I made a kissing sound (like you might make when calling your dog) to get him to stop so I could get a shot. He stopped almost imediatly. The only problem is that he was in some thick stuff and I could not find him with my scope or naked eye. I took a very small step to the right to get a good look and off he went back in the direction he came from. Now I' m still playing every step through my head and wishing I would have stayed still. I don' t know if I will ever see him again but I will be hunting him until the season is out. A definate wall hanger. I was able to see a minimum of 4 points on each side not including the brow tines. I' m kicking myself............ Hard.[X(]