Good for you Dave. It's kind of exciting when you're after one animal.
I've done it once. Scouted hard for several weekends, found big rubs, big scrapes, huge tracks. I hung my stand in the middle of it all, and got lucky. He is a big 8, the only deer I have mounted, maybe only one I'll ever have mounted. I was mounting that deer if it was a 6pt. I was so happy and sad at the same time when I saw him on the ground. Glad a plan came together, sad I was done hunting on the second day of my 5 day vacation.
I hope you get him. You've been after him in some way or another for a few years now. I wish I was sitting in your shack when you came through the door and tell me "Tommy, I need help. I got that big, rutty, stinky, somebitch, Forky Toes and he's to big to move."
