Last week my wife and I made a 24 hr round trip to pittsburgh from York and saw about a dozen dead deer on the turnpike. Thats not counting the blood stains where they were cleaned up already. Many were rack or spike bucks.
I crashed into a rack buck this time last year driving the company F350 while on the phone with the owner. When it came into the headlights while going 55 it was two late to do anything. Left a little hair on the headlight, no damage to vehicle.
Passenger says "watch it" I swerve left, smack. Over the phone I saw "oh shiz, I just smacked a buck" Boss says over the phone, go back and get the antlers. We went back to where I thought it occurred and couldn't find it. As we walked the road edge I thought what the hell am I doing...I couldn't care less about these antlers. Worked all day, I am going home.
Next morning on way to work we slow rolled past the spot and there it was 10ft off the road, a 6 pt. Big deer, small rack.