Found this out in the garage. According to the writing, I killed this 11-point on Oct. 2, 1992. I vaguely recall it and what I remember is the lack of a blood trail depsite a perfect double lung shot and complete pass through.

I'm not sure but I believe I killed a doe the next day and maybe one the day after that. I believe that was the same year I killed a nice bull elk in September. Must have been a pretty good year. I'm glad I started writing dates and location on the skulls from old kills.

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Constipation has ruined many a good day. Not as many as stupidity, though.