I always laugh when I think about some crusty, flaky, nasty arsed old deer shed sitting in Haden's pad, flaking all over the floor--lol. Old 20 year old sheds barely holding together that are pink and practically turning into powder. "I can't put that outside"-lol. I have done a sprint on 1 or 2 deer and elk sheds myself, ok, so maybe 1-2 hundred. People always wonder what I am doing until I come back carrying a shed, then they shake their head and laugh.
What an addiction shed hunting is. I can't seem to recover. Don't want to recover, but have admitted that I have a problem. That is the first step, right?