Took Roy to the rive and walked the swamp strip. He went east across the beans and into the rough stuff running a track. He went around for a while and them came back to the corn. I finally called him in when it sounded like he had just lost it.
Walked the gun club strip next & Roy struck a nice track and treed. It was the giant tree that leans out over the ditch with a couple of fallen big trees that cross. I don't know if the coon climbed or crossed but I couldn't find him. This is probably the 5th or 6th time I have lost this race. I've seen the coon sitting up on the other side once, I should have walked around and got him when I had the chance I guess.
Took Roy and put him on a hot one in the old corn. He treed nice & I thought he had it but I could not find eyes.
One of those nights....