Whoa, was I way off on my calendar setting. Instead of being greeted by a hint of spring, the area was in full, green bloom. Finding a shed antler was going to be as difficult as finding a parking spot on a busy New York street. Despite the tall grass, flooded riparian zones from the excessive winter snow, and my tight schedule, I did manage to pick up a few whitetail sheds on the bottoms, along with several muley sheds in the breaks. Since South Dakota has more in common with the Midwest than the West, I assume
most of the Midwest shed hunting has come to a screeching halt with the greenhouse effect.