Just to give a story to my buck. I first got pics of this buck at least 4 years ago. I found a shed from him that year in a thicket bed where I found one side of him and a 6pt set all in the same bed. I nicknamed him "trying to be a 12" just because as a younster, he had a kicker point starting (not quite 1") on both G2s and his brows were right at the 1" mark but a great buck to be 2 years old at the time. I continued to get pics of him each and every year but I had never laid eyes on him in person. I was really honing in on where he stayed but the issue is he changed areas right before the season started. This year I had him really nailed down until 2 weeks before season started, really lined up with acorns starting to drop. This year though, he didn't move back to his usual location and I was struggling to find him. I got some pics of him but nothing that gave me hope I would see him if I hunted that spot. I continued to bounce around the genearl area but this didn't work the previous years so I wasn't really hopeful it was going to work this time. That morning I was in the general area but had some workers come in so I definitely wanted to move some for the afternoon. A buddy and me had got down late morning and went to lunch where we of course talked strategies. Well come time to head out and I was really stuck on two areas. One was a few hundred yards from the morning sit and the general area I thought he was in (but cams just weren't picking him up). The other would just be a blind sit, no intel, no cams etc. I was really leaning towards the blind sit but something just kept taking me back to the other area. Anyway I just couldn't make up my mind so I decided to flip a coin but neither of us had one so we flipped a Skol can. Well the Skol can might just get incorporated into the mount as it sent me to the correct location. Anyway, the morning had been very windy so we both made decisions on the afternoon sit thinking we were going to have a strong wind to help cover the noise of walking in. Turned out to be dead still for the walk in. I literally never took more than 5 steps in a row walking in. Within 5 minutes on getting setup I heard a deer walking. I was able to find a doe standing about 75 yards away but kept hearing walking but every time I looked at her, she wasn't moving. Never did find the other deer when the doe suddenly turned and ran back into the super thick stuff. I'm assuming it was a buck with her but can't confirm. About 1/2 hour later, I hear steady walking come right to me. Turned out to be a little basket 6pt. For some reason when he got near me, the fast I'm on a mission walk slowed and he fed along for 15-20 minutes before finally disappearing. ABout 5 minutes after that I hear some crashing to look up and see 2 deer running when I hear the grunting. They are a ways off 75-100 yards behind me but manage to kept a glimpse through one opening and instantly know its the "trying to be a 12" buck. Side note, no clue why I continued to call him that as he had been a 12 for a couple of years now. He ran that doe by me inside of 50 yards 4 times, coming near and then disappearing back into the thick each time disappearing for 1-5 mintues before reappearing. They had been gone for a good 5 minutes when I started getting a little worried they had went in the thick and went out the other side or just decided to take a break in there. I eventually heard a step nearby and swung around a large pine that was right beside me and she was about 40 yards away just feeding. A step here, one there but I was scanning the woods hard searching for the buck. Eventually he moved enough that when I leaned around that large pine I was able to see him standing there. I had to coach myself a lot to not take a bad shot as I kept wanting to lean way out and around that pine and take the shot. I managed to hold off on that and he was in a small hole with no lean needed (about 50 yards out). Two more deer lengths and he would be in the wide open. Well I couldn't manage to wait for the large hole and pulled the trigger on the small hole. With a ML and all the smoke I started second guessing my decision really bad after he ran off and I never heard any crash or fall. I was texting with two friends and getting conflicting advice. One was telling me if he's dead he'll still be there, the other was saying 30 minutes is long enough to sneak to the shot site and see what kind of sign I have. I couldn't take it any longer and knew he had ran far enough from the shot site to get over there without bumping him if he was still alive. Once at the shot site I had hair but no blood but knew his path for at least 15 or so yards. Well about 5 yards from the shot site, he started pouring blood and it was a very easy track job. He went about 50-75 yards or so and was piled up. These kinds of hunts are so fun but the ups and downs of seeing a target buck and then he disappears, see him and he disappears and then the unknown of the shot results etc. It all worked out and the shot turned out to be perfect. Buck ended up being a 13pt, had an extra kicker on his right G3 that he had never had before. Hopefully I'll remember to post the mount pics once we complete it as the wife has a creative side and has a cool idea on the euro mount with the two sheds we have.