Shot him at 4:45pm as he was crossing some power lines. Shot him and had absolutely no blood. He bucked and flailed, then rain tail down head down. Had to leave him for the night. At 9am we got done looking for my dad’s buck, and started walking chunk by chunk of woods. We found him after coyotes got to him, so unfortunately only 25% of the meat could be saved. Unofficial green score of 126.