HodgemanAK
Beginner
- Oct 23, 2020
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In a long hunting career, I've lost one deer. That occurred some 25 years ago.
I'm hoping I don't make it number 2. I'd been bowhunting and had a nice little basket buck coming in to my stand pretty regularly. He popped out tonight feeding in the small field and I watched him for ten long minutes as he fed closer to me.
I'd made up my mind that if he came into range, I'd take him.
Just a minute later he fed into a patch of flattened grass that I'd ranged at 20 yards and I pulled back on the bow. I hit the release and heard the thwack. He hunched up at the impact and bounded off. I could see the arrow hanging out the off side, basically held in just by the vanes. By all appearances, he took the arrow clean through both lungs. He stopped 50 yards out and wobbled on his feet. I figured he's one dead deer. He pivoted and ran unsteadily into the woods...I heard a couple of crashes in the brush and then...silence. Since it was nearly dark, I climbed down from the stand and gathered my gear and enlisted my brother in law to help drag. I was pretty confident I'd have a short blood trail ending in a dead buck.
2 hours of diligent search by headlamp revealed no deer, no arrow, and not a single drop of blood. I'll be back out searching at first light, I can't imagine the deer is alive, but I know they're tougher than folks give them credit for. Right now, I'm just sick to my stomach. I'd feel better if I'd just missed clean.
I'm hoping I don't make it number 2. I'd been bowhunting and had a nice little basket buck coming in to my stand pretty regularly. He popped out tonight feeding in the small field and I watched him for ten long minutes as he fed closer to me.
I'd made up my mind that if he came into range, I'd take him.
Just a minute later he fed into a patch of flattened grass that I'd ranged at 20 yards and I pulled back on the bow. I hit the release and heard the thwack. He hunched up at the impact and bounded off. I could see the arrow hanging out the off side, basically held in just by the vanes. By all appearances, he took the arrow clean through both lungs. He stopped 50 yards out and wobbled on his feet. I figured he's one dead deer. He pivoted and ran unsteadily into the woods...I heard a couple of crashes in the brush and then...silence. Since it was nearly dark, I climbed down from the stand and gathered my gear and enlisted my brother in law to help drag. I was pretty confident I'd have a short blood trail ending in a dead buck.
2 hours of diligent search by headlamp revealed no deer, no arrow, and not a single drop of blood. I'll be back out searching at first light, I can't imagine the deer is alive, but I know they're tougher than folks give them credit for. Right now, I'm just sick to my stomach. I'd feel better if I'd just missed clean.