Actually, it turned out not to be a doe at all... it was a spike with one antler broken off and about a 3" spike on the side I could not see.
I even glassed with 8x56 binos before the shot to make 100% sure it was a doe (we have a six point minimum on bucks) and just flat got fooled - and embarrassed, because I had to take it to camp to weigh and log it in...
I hated it, but what are you gonna do?
I sent the text from the tree before I walked over there.
Let me start by telling you the story of two Johns.
John number one went on a day hike with a couple of friends in the Cascade Mountains about an hour from Seattle. He somehow got separated from his buddies and became lost. John was dressed in casual cloths for a warm weather day hike and had nothing but a lunch with him. He spent three days in those mountains and luckily made it out to tell the story.
John number two, a friend of John number one, was much better prepared when...