I have vented and vented to friends, but I still have the need to vent some more.. A little background. I have hunted with a compound bow for 14 years.. This year I converted fully to a recurve. I have killed several nice bucks over the years. However, I lost the "buck fever".. So, I converted and it was the best decision I have ever made..
Long story short... I shot a nice buck in early October and couldn't find him probably grossed 120 as a main frame ten. I made a great shot, so I thought but had no luck retrieving him.. I was depressed and did not take my bow back out for two weeks. I continued to look for the main frame ten I named g4 but failed..
My brother in law is a compound hunter and ethical or so I thought.. I finally got over my lack of retrieval and got back in the stand.. I took my brother in law out that weekend only to have 140in buck within 40 yds coming right at me.. I heard in the distance "cough cough" My brother in law was hacking up a lung due to his addictive smoking habit. Well you know the rest of the story..
Following weekend: I took my brother in law back into the same area.. Wind was perfect and I put him in the tree that I was in the previous weekend.. I must have been smoking something that morning, because to this day I don't know why I did that.
Day break the buck approached him following a doe.. Ten yards he shoots it in the leg with a compound. As the buck approaches me I can tell it was not hit very well (limping and still on the doe) 20 yards, I make a vital shot and was pumping for joy..Long story short to save a family fight I let him tag the 136in nine point.. I got pictures and know in my heart its mine but I am still bitter because it was my best buck to date, AND MY FIRST TRAD KILL!!