...at 4:00, thirty minutes later, I look to my south and lo and behold a nice big ole doe is walking down the trail right at me! What luck!!! I get stood up slowly and watch her feed her way right to me. At 15 yards she turns broadside and I draw and let one go again after consciously thinking to aim lower....only to watch it sail high again, but perfectly in line with her kill zone. AARRRGGHHH!!!!!! She jumps and walks a few yards away only to look around for what that noise was and then slowly ease up and begin feeding again. I'm dumbfounded!!! I go to reach for yet another arrow and then realize the only thing left in my quiver is two blunt tips. My other broadhead arrow is sticking in the ground below my stand laughing at me.
So I watch her feed for the next half hour with me holding an empty bow before seeing her meandering off into the trees. Nobody to blame but myself and glad it was two clean misses but WOW! Perfect alignment left to right but a few inches high. Only thing I can figure Is that after so many years of a compound bow and its speed I'm not used to deer ducking at the sound of the string with the slower trad bow. Frustrating but just glad all was well for the deer and I've learned several lessons.