Hubby shot a buck on the 13th and the shot was to far back. There was no blood to track him and despite our efforts to try to find him we eventually gave up. Yesterday hubby got a call and it was his uncles neighbor who found out we hunt the north side of the section from where he hunts. He was setting traps and found a dead deer. It was him. He was nice enough to give him the rack. It would have been much better to find him earlier but this was still pretty awesome.