Well, it happens to the best of us...and I am certainly not the best.
Friday morning I sat in my tree stand for a quick hunt . There is a doe that had been coming in every morning for a few weeks finally I had the time to hunt their
Around 7:00 am seven point walked in and started feeding on the acorns. As I watched him for 10 min he was nice with good mass and he looked pretty gray, an older fellow.
It took me about 5 minutes to get ready to shoot because he was only 16 feet away and at the slightest noise he would look around for 30 seconds. I hit him a little higher than I would have liked but still believed I got lung. For the first time however I saw the arrow stuck in him as he ran off. I knew this wasn't good.
45 minutes later a buddy and I started looking for his trail. We found blood about 30 yards from where he entered the woods and followed it for 50 yards. Then we heard him crashing around and decided to come back the next morning.
Saturday morning we went out after my friend got a couple hours in at his stand. We found a real solid blood trail and followed it for a hundred yards up and down hills, over creeks, you know the drill. The blood was pinkish with bubbles and I knew I had hit lung. We found the arrow (the broadhead was broken off somehow) and the blood trail got real nice...for awhile. We found two beds, both within 20 yards of each other, one with a good amount of blood and the other with just a few drops. After that we found no more blood. After searching for 4 hours with four people we gave up so i call i guy with tracking dog and no luck
Sunday morning I went back and looked again to no avail for a few hours. Overall I want to throw up. I have never lost a deer before and I am just sick knowing that it is unlikely he lived after the amount of blood he lost and the fact that the broadhead is probably still in him.
get a phone call yesterday they found him 2 mile away from where i shot him too late to recover any meat. i call fish&game they came to take a look and i had to tag it oh well no meat but i took whats left I did the right thing . He was 4.5 to 5.5 years old what a shame