My son Greg called last night to see if I wanted to ride up to the deer camp to get his chairs from his stand and was happy to spend some quality time with him. We left real early since we were going to try to beat a storm that was headed our way. After we got to the stand, I saw a nice buck laying nearby and about that time I said, there's a deer, Greg turned around and saw it. We surmised that it may have come from another camp and fell over dead near his stand. He took a picture of it with his camera phone and reported it at camp. After we got back to the house, after getting drenching wet, Greg laid it down on the front walkway so Marian could take a picture of it. Greg is going to do a European mount on the deer. At least the buck will make my son a nice trophy and will have an unusual story behind it to tell.