Back to the story .......
It was 7:07 when a Mark's text came through, "buck down"! Remember, I was only 100 yards down the fence row from him and the only bucks I saw were at least 300 yards away. So what he shot or where it came from was a surprise to me.
His next text to me was along the lines of "oh ---- I think I screwed up, this deer looks sick"! I sat still for the next 10 minutes and another text came over, "correction, this buck is ------ up, may not be edible"!
A minute later he said, "I'm on the ground".
I slowly came down my tree pulling my stand and steps. I walked down the fence row to find Mark pacing in circles, visibly upset. The deer was laying at his feet not 8 yards from his tree. The deer was a mess.....nothing but bones, warts, swollen cysts, open wounds, damaged eye, rubbed off hair down its entire back and feces all down its tail end and back legs. To be honest it wasn't that it was gross, it was very sad and at the same time a blessing.
Mark put it very well when he said, "this was the best deer I've taken and the worst". He really didn't want to take pictures and was beside himself about what to do. Folks this deer was in extremely bad condition and I was concerned with handling it and or the arrow. We did what was best and would like to keep that personal.
Here are a few photos, so sad.