I am lucky to live in a neighborhood with alot of deer outside Pittsburgh. PA requires 50 yard safety zone from buildings. I can get that in part of my yard... not by alot though. From my experience, if you are doing something common like mowing the lawn, the suburban deer could care less... but if you are sneaking around in camo... or up in a tree... anything that is strange for them... then suburban deer are still deer, and they can be as tough to fool as anything in North America.
This one popped out behind me and heard my climbing harness catch the seat as I stood up (I hate those early season/new equipment faux pas). She was on high alert but after 10 minutes finally managed to walk around me, stomping the whole way.
I was in a tree but the ground sloped such that she was probably only 6-8 feet lower in elevation.
She got broadside at about 16 yards, still slowly walking and stomping. No-sights lends itself well to taking a moving animal. I let her have it in slow mid-stride so she wouldn't jump the string.
From my visual, I thought I had hit very low with bad penetration and was trying to figure out how I could have made such a poor shot. But with the arrow snapped off at the fletch and the frothy paintbrush trail through the grass and the woods, I was quickly convinced that I must have been mistaken. I was so surprised to find a nice Stinger gash right on the dot behind the shoulder. I've shot many deer with a tricked out compound, but this trad shot was probably the bloodiest trail.
Topic: First Day, First Trad Kill (Read 6964 times)
