another highlight of the hunt for me was meeting up again with charlie lamb. good stories and laughs, and charlie's bow and hunt knowledge is a deep well of solid resource. looking forward to his book, too!
after my friday morning killing of the buck, i really wanted to go back to the road stand that evening and seek out a doe, and our guide david was pleased to oblige.
by about 5:30pm i was covered up with deer - 5 does in the big window, 3 more to the right and under tree limbs, 3 or 4 bucks coming down the road from the north. man, was that exciting to see!
a nice doe lined up broadside in the big shooting hole, i drew to anchor slowly, picked the under chest spot at the hair line, aimed the arrow and made the release and then ... all hell broke loose as about 10 deer sped off over the road to the southwest.
dang, a miss - the arrow had bounced down on the road, but i was so sure it had hit low, right where i aimed, as the doe did more wheeling around 180 degrees than dropping down. from near 20 yards away, the feathers didn't look matted down with blood or guts, either. bummer.
as the evening light faded with the setting sun, and shadows disappeared into the night, i climbed down from the stand and checked out the arrow. it was covered in bright blood from the point to the nock, a complete pass through. the bright pink feathers weren't matted down flat, but they were smeared good with blood. however, there was nothing more than a small spot of blood on the road itself.
david arrived for the pick up and advised leaving the arrow as is - we'd pick up the team and come back for search after suppers. however, when the truck was full, he drove back to the road stand and we began the blood search - i took a bow along as well, just in case.
the blood trail was sparse in the beginning, and then some good splotches were found until it stopped cold. david set out a tracking dog, but nothing turned up, we went back to camp and that was that. disappointing, but that's the way it goes, sometimes.