Once we got the go ahead from the neighbors we went back to where I had pulled Otis off of the buck. I turned him loose and he quickly picked back up on the buck’s trail. I was beginning to get a little worried because we had gone several hundred more yards past where we pulled off of him earlier without finding him again. I was just about to start getting discouraged when I heard him cut loose again…..YEP!!! YEP!!!!....Yep!!!......
I didn’t realize it but by this time we we’re already right down on the water’s edge….When we caught up to Otis he had the buck bayed in the edge of the lake. He was standing on the bank running back and forth with the buck standing out in chest deep water….No sooner than we saw them though the buck saw us and broke again……But this time I guess he decided he was gonna swim to get away……There wasn’t really anything we could do at that point but watch him…..
I don’t know where this buck thought he was going but he went straight out away from us. He got out to about 200 yards and started to do a couple circles like he wanted to come back but then he would go right back out……That’s when we noticed him start to get a little lower and a little lower until finally we realized…..”Damn!!....He’s going under!!”……and I’ll be damned if he didn’t just disappear out of sight suddenly and sink. That’s when we figured we’d better get a boat.
