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I just happened to be working close to my buddies farm yesterday and got done with work a little early. So I was able to slip into a stand for an afternoon archery hunt, which was my 1st of the year. I got all settled in around 2 pm and waited anxiously. I just had that feeling I was going to see deer. My excitement waned as the afternoon drug on until about 4:45 pm.
I was was putting a few items back in my bag and preparing to call it, when out steps this little basket rack 8 pt. He was nothing to write home about, but I have never killed a deer with my bow. He grazed on the other side of small tree about 25 yards away and I waited patiently. With about 15 minutes of shooting light left, he stepped out and offered a 25 yard broadside shot.
As as I drew my bow back , he turned straight at me and watched me for what seemed like 30 minutes. So there I stood holding my bow back with him looking right at me with no shot to take. He finally turned to go back behind the tree and I tried to steady myself for a shot, but I was shaking so bad from holding for as long as I did, I decided to left off and draw again as he passed by the other side of the tree. I don’t know how it happened, but when I relaxed the arrow went flying and I heard a thwack as it hit the deer somewhere. As the deer took off his tail was tucked and I knew that I had hit him, so I listened to him run off and never heard him drop.
I immediately got down and went to where he was standing to look for blood, but there was none and also no arrow. I looked for blood for about 45 minutes and then went into the woods where he had entered. I knew he wasn’t close by because he ran for a long way before I couldn’t hear him anymore. I searched for blood in the woods and decided to call it a night. I called my buddy as I was leaving and told him I was going to pick him up in the morning to help look.
I enlisted the help of my youngest son and into the woods we went this morning. I was somehow able to find a little blood about 75yards into the woods. After that my sons young eyes were able to keep us on his trail. We found where he ripped the arrow out of his body minus the broad head. We think i shot him in the shoulder. We were able to track him for about a mile and a half before the blood trail ended.
It was a sad ending to my first arrow flung at a deer even though it was unintentional. I was hoping I had missed him completely. I hate that it had to end this way, but it was very good experience for my son to track a deer so far. I learned a lot of lessons during one hunt and hope I passed some along to my son also. It was my first and possibly my last archery hunt of the year.
I was was putting a few items back in my bag and preparing to call it, when out steps this little basket rack 8 pt. He was nothing to write home about, but I have never killed a deer with my bow. He grazed on the other side of small tree about 25 yards away and I waited patiently. With about 15 minutes of shooting light left, he stepped out and offered a 25 yard broadside shot.
As as I drew my bow back , he turned straight at me and watched me for what seemed like 30 minutes. So there I stood holding my bow back with him looking right at me with no shot to take. He finally turned to go back behind the tree and I tried to steady myself for a shot, but I was shaking so bad from holding for as long as I did, I decided to left off and draw again as he passed by the other side of the tree. I don’t know how it happened, but when I relaxed the arrow went flying and I heard a thwack as it hit the deer somewhere. As the deer took off his tail was tucked and I knew that I had hit him, so I listened to him run off and never heard him drop.
I immediately got down and went to where he was standing to look for blood, but there was none and also no arrow. I looked for blood for about 45 minutes and then went into the woods where he had entered. I knew he wasn’t close by because he ran for a long way before I couldn’t hear him anymore. I searched for blood in the woods and decided to call it a night. I called my buddy as I was leaving and told him I was going to pick him up in the morning to help look.
I enlisted the help of my youngest son and into the woods we went this morning. I was somehow able to find a little blood about 75yards into the woods. After that my sons young eyes were able to keep us on his trail. We found where he ripped the arrow out of his body minus the broad head. We think i shot him in the shoulder. We were able to track him for about a mile and a half before the blood trail ended.
It was a sad ending to my first arrow flung at a deer even though it was unintentional. I was hoping I had missed him completely. I hate that it had to end this way, but it was very good experience for my son to track a deer so far. I learned a lot of lessons during one hunt and hope I passed some along to my son also. It was my first and possibly my last archery hunt of the year.