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Better late then never. It’s all about timing. November 11th, I called Darrell to coordinate the next day’s hunt. He couldn’t go early due to car pooling to school issues, so we agreed to meet at 8:00am. At about 8:15 on November 12th, Darrell calls swearing that he is on the way…but he has to run home and change clothes. If you know Darrell, this happens from time to time.

 . . .While he is explaining the chain of events that have contributed to his tardiness, he stops mid sentence and says “Hey, big deer right there” …He had spotted a big deer in this swail grass bog on the way to his house. The deer had it’s head down in the grass so he couldn’t identify it. There just happens to be a dead spot in the cell phone service right there so I lost him for a minute. He went up the road and turned around and stopped and put the Nikon’s on him and could see it was a decent buck. He called me back in an excited voice and said “Grab your gun and camera and meet me at the end of your road; don’t know how we’re gonna get to him yet but we gotta try…” We got back to where he had spotted the buck and no deer to be found. We scanned with the Nikon’s and just couldn’t find him. He’s either moved up into the woods or has bedded down. After some deliberation, we decided to take a walk down this tote road that runs parallel to the bog. We’ve gone about 200 yards and just about to conclude that he’s gone and I spot him laying out in the tall grass about 75 yards. Don’t have much to shat at and I don’t dare to grunt to get him to stand up. I’m afraid he might just bold and have no shot! Darrell get’s him framed up and I let the lead fly. Bullseye! There he lays a great 143” 9 Point Maine buck. Thanks for being late Darrell!