Short story made long...I lost a doe I shot last week. I never shoot does, but with our population so high, I gave it a go.
16ft treestand, 12 yards. Placement looked IDEAL, but instead of the usual "slick" sound of the arrow, I got a "whack" sound and the arrow only went in about 2 inches. She ran 20 yards, stopped for 10 minutes, then limped away until I couldn't see her (about 250yrds).
There was a circle of blood where she stood about the size of a tennis ball. Nothing else anywhere down to where I lost sight of her.
I can't stand the feeling of knowing I wounded and lost a deer. I felt sick all week.
On Wednesday, I thought I'd try again. I got set up, and in 15 minutes, a 10pt velvet walked up to 10 yards from my stand.
I drew, took a breath, lined up my shot, and let go. It hit around the second rearmost rib, on a path towards the opposite shoulder. Should've been good.
It ran into the trees. I gave it 2 hours before I went to look. Very good blood trail, drops the size of a loonie every 3-5feet.
I tracked it through DENSE undergrowth for a full mile where it came out to a field.
The trail just STOPPED. NOTHING.
I searched on my hands and knees for a 200ft radius. Nothing. I searched the treeline all around the field (80 acre field). Nothing. I lost it.
I feel sick. I love hunting and pride myself on being as ethical as I can be, but this weighs heavily on my heart.
Giving up for this year.
Just needed to vent to some folks who may have been through this before, a little "therapy" if you will...
16ft treestand, 12 yards. Placement looked IDEAL, but instead of the usual "slick" sound of the arrow, I got a "whack" sound and the arrow only went in about 2 inches. She ran 20 yards, stopped for 10 minutes, then limped away until I couldn't see her (about 250yrds).
There was a circle of blood where she stood about the size of a tennis ball. Nothing else anywhere down to where I lost sight of her.
I can't stand the feeling of knowing I wounded and lost a deer. I felt sick all week.
On Wednesday, I thought I'd try again. I got set up, and in 15 minutes, a 10pt velvet walked up to 10 yards from my stand.
I drew, took a breath, lined up my shot, and let go. It hit around the second rearmost rib, on a path towards the opposite shoulder. Should've been good.
It ran into the trees. I gave it 2 hours before I went to look. Very good blood trail, drops the size of a loonie every 3-5feet.
I tracked it through DENSE undergrowth for a full mile where it came out to a field.
The trail just STOPPED. NOTHING.
I searched on my hands and knees for a 200ft radius. Nothing. I searched the treeline all around the field (80 acre field). Nothing. I lost it.
I feel sick. I love hunting and pride myself on being as ethical as I can be, but this weighs heavily on my heart.
Giving up for this year.
Just needed to vent to some folks who may have been through this before, a little "therapy" if you will...


















































