Bad but OK day in the deer woods :-)
Went to my hunting partner's spot, hunted it late season twice in the past, first time for early bow season.
Get there at 7, am in stand quietly at 7:30 and have 5 deer come out of the thicket, about 50-60 yards out. I grunt call and a smallish doe comes into the woods, I pass on the 25 yard broadside shot.
A bigger doe eventually comes in, alert. She steps out from a line of big trees from me to her, exposing her front shoulders and just a bit of the lung/heart. 30 yards, the HHA/Viper sight is rock solid above her heart, even though I'm crouched down to clear stuff (back against the tree for support). I shoot and hear a weird FOOOOM! sound.
She leaps twice, then walks, tucks her tail and continues browsing with the others about 80 yards to my left.
I text my bud and wait 30 mins before I get down.
No arrow, minimal blood 50 yards down the trail. Not much farther down (I've bled more from shaving cuts) where she cuts back to an acorn path. There it fades to nothing. I find 2 drops about 75 yards down another trail, close to the Jeep. It's been an hr now, and she's made it to the corn. Total paint on the ground might have been enough to cover your hand. Yeah this is kinda weird.
Bud texts, says he has deer coming toward him.
He misses, and then sees that it is my doe. Red baseball sized spot on the shoulderblade. She lickes the spot and continues to browse with another deer. Elapsed time 1.5hrs.
Looks like she's gonna be OK. The odd sound..............must have been her exhaling at the smack.
It sounded like no other hit I've made.
Anyway, I cover all trails, scouting off trail, even check the corn for several rows, for my arrow. Nothing.
I go back to check, am no pretty warm. The sun is out, it's later..........so I peel my gear and lay my bow on it in the stickerbushes. It's a nasty little spot of burrs and thorn, and that stuff is hard on high dollar new bowstrings/cables..........and I'm just looking for my arrow anyway.
CRASH!!!!!!!!! I hear one coming from the corn across the road...........yup, 120 class 10 pointer at 50 yards, dead ahead. He comes to 20 without seeing me, veers off the path and stands looking away, broadside, kill exposed...............for a couple of minutes. 15 yards..........an easy shot.
My bow was 30 yards behind me.
I said a few choice words under my breath and figured I'd watch him a while, couldn't do anything else. Was just another insult for the day.
He moved off and I snuck back for my bow................but you know how that goes............never saw another deer while out there.
Might as well keep after him/them..................I'd probably suck worse at golf.
Get there at 7, am in stand quietly at 7:30 and have 5 deer come out of the thicket, about 50-60 yards out. I grunt call and a smallish doe comes into the woods, I pass on the 25 yard broadside shot.
A bigger doe eventually comes in, alert. She steps out from a line of big trees from me to her, exposing her front shoulders and just a bit of the lung/heart. 30 yards, the HHA/Viper sight is rock solid above her heart, even though I'm crouched down to clear stuff (back against the tree for support). I shoot and hear a weird FOOOOM! sound.
She leaps twice, then walks, tucks her tail and continues browsing with the others about 80 yards to my left.
I text my bud and wait 30 mins before I get down.
No arrow, minimal blood 50 yards down the trail. Not much farther down (I've bled more from shaving cuts) where she cuts back to an acorn path. There it fades to nothing. I find 2 drops about 75 yards down another trail, close to the Jeep. It's been an hr now, and she's made it to the corn. Total paint on the ground might have been enough to cover your hand. Yeah this is kinda weird.
Bud texts, says he has deer coming toward him.
He misses, and then sees that it is my doe. Red baseball sized spot on the shoulderblade. She lickes the spot and continues to browse with another deer. Elapsed time 1.5hrs.
Looks like she's gonna be OK. The odd sound..............must have been her exhaling at the smack.
It sounded like no other hit I've made.
Anyway, I cover all trails, scouting off trail, even check the corn for several rows, for my arrow. Nothing.
I go back to check, am no pretty warm. The sun is out, it's later..........so I peel my gear and lay my bow on it in the stickerbushes. It's a nasty little spot of burrs and thorn, and that stuff is hard on high dollar new bowstrings/cables..........and I'm just looking for my arrow anyway.
CRASH!!!!!!!!! I hear one coming from the corn across the road...........yup, 120 class 10 pointer at 50 yards, dead ahead. He comes to 20 without seeing me, veers off the path and stands looking away, broadside, kill exposed...............for a couple of minutes. 15 yards..........an easy shot.
My bow was 30 yards behind me.
I said a few choice words under my breath and figured I'd watch him a while, couldn't do anything else. Was just another insult for the day.
He moved off and I snuck back for my bow................but you know how that goes............never saw another deer while out there.
Might as well keep after him/them..................I'd probably suck worse at golf.
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Comment by Bow on October 15, 2009 at 1:17am - that's deer hunting for sure! dang! murphy's law def applies while hunting.
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