Now I just feel sick , I drop my bow flat on the leaves below and just stand there ,this sucks .
I gather my stuff and quietly get down and sneak out and go home, text bro “ think I just gut shot a buck”
We went back in morning, no hair at shot site, no blood, no arrow .
Finally we find a spec of blood in middle of clover field, and after much looking , another at edge of timber.
Three hours later we find a few more. Then nothing at all, still no arrow and no blood to go on .
We start looking toward the heaviest cover, you can see a ways in this timber so we start gridding it. After a quarter mile circle John says hey come here. The buck is laying on the edge of a small weed field , he went til he dropped, about 550 yards . Thank You Lord
As it turned out the arrow never made it thru the bottom , hence no blood on ground, he was full of blood and the liver was hit. I guess him spinning away when the arrow struck robbed enough energy to hinder penetration .
I used a bow I built last spring from hard maple and glass with defects I cut out and camo painted .
64” takedown , 47@28 , Beman Centershots with a 200 grain VPA three blade up front .