Colorado Mule Deer in 1978...
My Grandpa and a few of his buddy's were hunting on a new piece of property for this trip, They had been seeing some deer, but not anything big enough to squeeze the trigger on just yet. A few days into the trip, the rancher had some problems with his water pump. My Grandpa, being a well driller & pump guy, didn't go out to hunt that day and stayed behind to see if he could fix the problem. After getting the job done and having water running again, the rancher and he got to talking. The next day, he was hunting in a different part of the property that the rancher pointed him towards where he had been seeing some bigger bucks. The first day hunting there was slow, but on the second day overlooking this same area he was able to kill this deer. I have the rack hanging up in my basement.