Years ago a friend of mine called and asked if I could help him get a buck out of the cliffs above Richfield. We went up on top of the ledges, across a slick rock area, and he finally said we're here! Can you see the deer? I looked around and nothing was to be seen, but I could smell it. Finally I saw about one inch of the horn sticking out. My friend had to gut that deer from a cavern below the flat rocks we were on and the only way he found it was from the slight deer smell. It had fallen between a split in the rocks. He could see the blood and had gone back and forth for an hour before he found the deer.