Im back. I did not find her. I found no more blood. not a trace. I looked for 2.5 hours..on my knees, combing and circling. I have to teach Sunday school this morning so I had retreat and come home. So this is what I take from the whole experience:
1. I believe I hit one lung high.
2. I believe she is dead, but finding her in that thick cutover is job for more than one person.
3.I thank the Lord and Savior for the opportunity of the shot.
4.Although once again the Lord tells me no, not now, and I disagree with HIS will, it is HIS will that I follow.
5. My two boys, 8 and 10 were so excited that daddy shot one, they know how hard I have worked. I am truly sorry I let those little boys down. Daddy did not get it done.
6. My bow and arrow set up was flawless, it's all on me.
7. It may sound silly, but I do feel like I let some of you guys down as well. The many folks that helped me get to this point.
8. My drive and determination is not gone, ego maybe hurt, but I have been bowhunting for many years, this is not the first deer I have lost, I will keep moving forward, God knows when it's my turn, I must be patient.
9. Mike Mitten once said, " nothing goes to waste in nature" I hold this close to me at this very moment, it is the only thing that allows me to move through this journey.