Well, here’s the conclusion to the first story…….I’m gonna save the second one for tomorrow morning.
The track was a pretty straight forward trot of about 400 yards straight to where the deer had gone. The fun part was when we found it……We topped a hill and I could see a big pond up ahead of us straight toward the direction we were headed. I told the hunter….”There’s no way were not about to go to that pond.”…..Sure enough the dogs took us right the edge of it and out in the center of it you could see the buck floating. We started talking about boats and canoes and next thing I know the hunter is damn near butt naked going in with hopes of no gators!!!... ..Damn what we’ll do for a buck…