At first glance, it appeared as if Lause was going to be unable to pull of a shot through the thick entanglement of sapling trees and overhanging limbs. Finally, he found a narrow opening and let an arrow fly at the biggest buck he had ever encountered. Unfortunately, the massive bodied buck displayed no reaction to the shot and Lause experienced the dreaded feeling that only a true bowhunter could understand. By 10 a.m., he decided to hook up with the rest of his hunting party for some breakfast and much needed consoling. Upon retrieving his arrow, a large pool of brightly colored blood kicked his adrenaline into overdrive once more. After a short tracking job, Lause and his crew decided to back out to give the buck more time.Returning a few hours later, they found the trail and Lause's younger brother accidentally bumped the buck off its bed.