...as we pulled the arrow out of the ground covered in nice looking lung blood. It was just a few feet beyond my practice arrow. After examining the arrow and placing both back in my quiver, we began the tracking job which was simplified by the snow and that I had seen him going down. I still wanted to track him and look for blood. It had been about an hour since I had shot because of the delay in making sure my son was with me. The blood we found in the snow had had time to be absorbed by the snow and was not the bright red that I had hoped for, and since the snow had started to melt there was little patches of bare ground, making everything look like a deer track. After 20 yards of that I headed to where I saw the deer go down and started looking for it. In a bit....