You killed the hell outta that tree!
JK. That sucks. Sorry bout your luck.
No kidding...if it is any testament to what 65lbs+a g5 broadhead can do, it went 2 inches through the tree and damned near poked through the side...
You killed the hell outta that tree!
JK. That sucks. Sorry bout your luck.
HICKMAN...I ran across this earlier in the season. Pretty informative.
BobFoulkrod.com » Following Blood Trails & Finding Every Buck
My very first deer I hit with a bow, found a blood trail but was never able to recover the deer after about 6 hours of searching over 2 days.
Was your arrow covered in tallow at all? Mine was as well as dark brown hair. I concluded with mine I hit the deer below the spine but missing the vitals.
She was fairly dark colored and I think I spotted her a year later.
Sounds like you are seeing more deer this year. I can't wait to see you get your buck. I think this is the year.
Well that sucks. I just bought some Rages.
I'm hearing a lot more stories of what seem to be good shots with deer not ever going down. Is this true, or is it just because I am in touch with the internet world more this year?
Well, here is my story from Friday night...
Got to the tree stand around 5pm and got everything situated. I sat silently for a half hour, then the deer started coming. Several small fawns followed by what I would assume is their mothers. They were all outside of my comfortable shooting range. For the next 45 minutes to an hour they would walk around my stand, disappear, and then come back on a different side. They never came close enough for me to shoot. Just before 7, it appeared that all deer in the area had gone to bed down for the evening. I sat patiently hoping that something would come back. Well, shortly after 7 I saw a silhouette moving off to the east across the property line. As time progressed, it continued to get larger and come more into view. It was a decent size 6 point buck. It appeared to follow the path that the does and fawns were taking earlier and stayed just outside my range. Through an act of God, the buck decided to change course just as he was about to walk behind a large amount of foliage and changed course. He came walking right towards me. He stopped and posed perfectly at 25 yards. I though to myself, "This is going to be the first one of my season." I drew my bow back, steadied my body, and aimed through the peep. This deer was mine! I released the arrow and hear a large crack! I knew something was wrong as the buck just looked right at me and then took off in a sprint.
Some say a picture is worth a thousand words... This one may be worth a thousand expletives...
Brand new Beman arrow with a G5 broadhead lodged into a tree. The ****ing nock broke on release and it went wide left....
3 fawns with a med doe at 8:15. Of course only the button buck offered a shot.
Heavy equipment was fired up at 8 sharp, nearby, and they didn't like it. In fact it spooked them from coming down the trail to where mommy would have died.
Oh well.
Maybe kill her Thursday.....or somebody else...........
That's funny...lol. All I saw this morning was a coyote.
You must have really tall deer, that rub is high on that tree.