and this is where my story takes a worse turn. after some thorough searching, i finally found where she had indeed crossed all the way onto the next property, and i wasn't allowed to go there to look. i still am dumbfounded by how that all went down. my only thought is maybe i got one lung and she lived? she seemed so out of it, but 7 hours is a LONG time. if she was going to pass, wouldn't she have by then? guess ill never know.
ive reflected on this hunt so much now its scary. of course im happy with my deer, but i find myself thinking about the doe way more than the buck. if i had known she was still alive, i would have just shot again. yes, it would have been a lengthwise shot, but at 10 feet? im still sick about my decision not to shoot, but i didn't know she was alive.
anyway, that's how ya make a hunt for your best whitetail ever into a sore note as much as a good one. i did bring all of the meat home and this buck is delicious! ive prayed for that doe a time or two, and sure hope that ended up good for her. but i have my doubts.
ill leave ya with two trail cam pics Ron had of my buck. one from his neighbors property a month before at night, and one from the day before i got him also on the neighbors property. he emailed me these after the fact.
i still don't know if my level of excitement is even close to my level of distraught. damn it.