For example, during a spring turkey hunt with my good friends Harold Knight and David Hale, we found an amazing buck that had tragically died in his prime last fall. The buck's rack had unbelievable tine length and mass. It appeared this heavy-racked bruiser had fell victim to the notorious "Blue-Tongue" disease. The boney carcass and rack were found wasting away in the shallow end of a secluded creek. Immediately, we started discussing how many big bucks meet their demise in similar ways. Sadly, many of the buck's that were leaving behind gigantic sign last year mysteriously vanish for a lot of hunters the following fall. Unfortunately, these bad boys have not moved areas, changed patterns, or switched over to a strict nocturnal schedule.