I thought I was going to have one to post one here. Yesterday was the last day of the season. With the wind chill it was -41 C. My buddy and I spent 3 hours walking through his standing corn field chasing the buck that we've been chasing all week. He's big.... and fast! We were able to get within shooting range twice, but never able to get a shot off before he was gone. I'm ashamed to say that I actually crept to within 50 yards, saw his antlers, saw his face, shouldered my gun, and before I could find him in my scope, he was gone!
As long as the coyotes and old man winter don't get him, he'll be back next year.
By the way, btridge, nice deer!