Wow,MB,
as I live and breathe. I thought you were abducted by aliens or something.
You can come for dinner anytime, bud. Be great to catch up.
Drew, I failed to mention that it was your string that sent the shaft on it's way! I'd re-served the original with what I had in .025 and it was way too tight, so I went to the back up string till I get to reserve with .022 and see if it helps.
Steve, many years ago my first trad kill was a short-nose doe of the year. She fed contentedly to me for 20 min. I think she gained 5# in the process. She took 3 steps after the shot (severed the large artery below the spine and took out both lungs) and she fell dead in like 10 seconds.
It got very warm and I panicked. I'd hung her that night with hide off and had it all cut up and butchered and frozen by 10am next day.
Y'know, that tender li'l doe that wasn't run or stressed was the worst, toughest, oneriest chewing deer meat ever. I've since read that if you don't let them age to get the rigormortis outa the meat (around 36 hrs), it'll be tough all the way through your alimentary canal!
I believe it. Mine all get aged now even if I have to bone out 1/4's and keep it in a cooler w/ ice!
I lucked out with the vacant out-of-service old chest freezer brought into play.
And yes, folks, I DID learn, or re-learn, to become one with the woods and let the killing take care of itself. All those years of not even seeing a deer...sure wears on a body and soul. I succumbed to feeling pressure of my own making. And I wanted the meat! All selfish motives...
It's all about perspective when it comes down to it. Thanks for reinforcing I'm not alone in those lessons.
I'm tickled to death that folks enjoyed the story tellin, too!
You folks are the best!