Author: James L. Bruner
It was early evening when a former hunting partner called with an excited demeanor that I figured would end in those famous words of I got a buck but not this time. As the hype of shooting a large eight point buck slowed to a crawl, it became apparent that he was asking for help tracking the deer.
My usual banter in this situation consists of how far away, how did he react, and have you followed the trail yet, all lead to typical answers. The buck was 80 yards out and it dropped like a stone in a deep dry well but to my surprise it started dragging itself towards the edge of the woods. Joe went on to say that he fired another round that popped the frozen dirt next to the buck which prompted the deer to rise to its hooves and depart on all fours. My bro and I looked for it then gave up and thats when I called you were the words that rang through the telephone. I said I would be there in 30 minutes providing he had secured permissions from the next landowner to retrieve the buck if needed. No problem.
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