Idaho, 1975. Heard a shot where my friend was and drove down the grownover logging trail to pick him up. Big buck was laying flat in the road. As I drove up, it raised it's head and then put it back down. I got the gun out and killed it w/shot to neck.
Turned out buddy hadn't shot it and you could see the rib structure thru the hide. Gutted it and you could see the pellets in the colon.
Basically just skin and bone. I left it.
Called the game warden, Left message about what I had done and where it was. I was taking wildlife course at the U of ID and knew they would be interested.
Next day he showed up at camp with the deer and wanted me to tag it. Ugly confrontation. I told him to write me up if he thought he could get a jury to convict me of anything. He backed off, started to drive away, stopped and backed up to ask me if I wanted the 5x6 rack. I told him to get out of my camp.
About 6 months later I heard he got fired. Guess I wasn't the only person he got crosswise with.
He never turned the deer over to the University.