We spent the whole day trying to find this fallow deer again but it was impossible, so the spirits fell down. The hunting day ended and we could only comment on the great opportunity we had had to get this great fallow deer. Although we never lost hope of being able to see him again the next morning.
So it was. The next morning, behind some dense bushes and without seeing the antlers, we saw an animal that walked strangely, limping. So we ran out so that the animal would run in the direction of the opposite slope.
Already in position, the fallow deer continued to run uphill and after emitting a small sound imitating the snoring of the animal in heat, the great male stopped for a moment. This was our moment. So our friend took the opportunity to make an accurate shot and get one of the largest fallow deer trophies in Spain. Congratulations Curtis!