TheCoachZed
CGN Ultra frequent flyer
Shot a nice 7-pt at 8:20 AM today. Nothing fancy, but a respectable deer, and bigger than what at least 50% of the locals shoot around here.
I made a bad shot and I knew it right away, but thought it was going to work out. Shot him at 15 yards with a crossbow, and I saw the arrow sticking out of his front shoulder after I pulled the trigger. I was worried he'd run, but he stumbled to his front knees, got up, did the funky chicken for a couple seconds, then took off into the brush. Then I heard that big crash that always accompanies a deer's demise. I figured, no problem, I must have punched far enough into the ribcage behind the shoulder blade that I took out a lung or heart.
Waited 20 minutes, although I was sure he was dead. Went to where I heard the crash and ... nothing. No sign. No arrow. No blood. No hair.
Spent the next seven hours looking high and low. All I found was an apple where it shouldn't have been, right where I heard the crash. I think he had it in his mouth when I shot him and he dropped it there.
I'm seriously disappointed. This was by far the nicest deer I've ever shot. Nothing to brag about, but the culmination of a lot of years of apprenticeship shooting small bucks and does. I put a lot of work into this spot, spent years scouting it, and thought I'd finally see the payoff. Nope!
I made a bad shot and I knew it right away, but thought it was going to work out. Shot him at 15 yards with a crossbow, and I saw the arrow sticking out of his front shoulder after I pulled the trigger. I was worried he'd run, but he stumbled to his front knees, got up, did the funky chicken for a couple seconds, then took off into the brush. Then I heard that big crash that always accompanies a deer's demise. I figured, no problem, I must have punched far enough into the ribcage behind the shoulder blade that I took out a lung or heart.
Waited 20 minutes, although I was sure he was dead. Went to where I heard the crash and ... nothing. No sign. No arrow. No blood. No hair.
Spent the next seven hours looking high and low. All I found was an apple where it shouldn't have been, right where I heard the crash. I think he had it in his mouth when I shot him and he dropped it there.
I'm seriously disappointed. This was by far the nicest deer I've ever shot. Nothing to brag about, but the culmination of a lot of years of apprenticeship shooting small bucks and does. I put a lot of work into this spot, spent years scouting it, and thought I'd finally see the payoff. Nope!




















































