Update: Wayne's deer a state record, but. . .

We received this email from Wayne last night:

OK...your facts are correct on your blog. Not pretty. But here's the rest of the story with an update.

The cap came from a camp a couple miles down the road. They have been hunting the Ray area since the 1930's. The youngest descendent (now 70) came up from Eagan this year with a friend and only stayed a couple days. They used to get to their camp by horse and logging sled and would get picked up at a designated place a week later.

As for the "rack", my friend took it and had it measured and scored. The raw score was 143, which is not enough for Daniel Boone or Davy Crockett, but does qualify for state records.

Here is where the story is changing. If the damn deer had not run into a tree and knocked off half an antler I could have entered it. The rack is now at a local taxidermist and he said he can fix it so no one will ever know. (That would require a correction on the blog.)

If only we could fix all of our mistakes in life that easily. When finished the rack will (European mount) be displayed at the shack where I can tell every visitor how it got there and no one but you and your readers will every know the ugly truth.
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Update on the Update
Still seeking the bright glare of the spotlight afforded by this blog, our friend Wayne sent this note today.

Dear Editor,
Thank you for running my updated story. You have restored my faith in people with editorial responsibilities. And everyone should know that I did not intimidate, threaten, beg or cajole you for the recent publicity.
The fact that I purchased and we drank an entire fifth of Makers Mark one evening last year had nothing to do with anything.
This subsistence living is not for everyone and the few highlights that do occur do need to be celebrated. Even if it is only just telling a bunch of Swedes that probably only look at the pictures on your blog.