Years ago , an acquaintance of my father went to Kazakhstan to hunt maral.
On the second to last day, he shot at a maral . But the thing ran away. They Looked for blood ans could not find any.
They search on the last day and found nothing. Once the guy was back in France , a week later, he received a message saying that they had found the maral and that he was getting charged the full trophy fee.
When the guy received the trophy later during the year, he can swear it was not the maral he had shot at…
Let just say that the French outfitter he went through to organise his trip had a certain reputation…
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