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So I’m sitting this morning, and here comes 9 does. It was so foggy I only saw 2 at first. Usually up here they roll in small groups so I grabbed my bow and waited. They just kept piling out of the fog. The smaller ones would get close, but then I’d have the bigger ones looking at me. It went on like this for about 5-10 min. I’m waiting for a shot opportunity trying to avoid all the eyes when I see antlers coming in. Here in Pa they need to be 3 on one side, so I decided to be patient and lo and behold as the fog lifts and he gets closer I can see brow tines. He’s a decent little six. 40 min I waited to get a shot standing in the most uncomfortable position because they caught me leaning out to the side against a split in the tree. My feet and hands are starting to go numb from lack of movement.
finally I get an opportunity it I know I don’t have long because the doe saw me draw and we’re starting to bug out. I rush the shot, hear a pop so it was definitely a hit hit watch him go about 60 yards and loose him in some brush. He didn’t come out the other side so I was thinking he was down. I gave him 20-30 min while I slowly packed up got down and packed up my gear.
the doe were blowing and carrying on so I knew regardless my morning was done. I found my arrow and saw what could be a guy shot. I’m not really sure as I’ve never hit one like that before. I figured I’d head towards the truck to sit and wait longer (which was also the way he went). I found three spots of blood that looked like someone dumped a 6oz cup of blood on the ground.
The blood on my hands from the arrow and on the ground was bright red. As I worled
Towards the truck I saw a tail pop up and run off, not Bounding but just moving.
That was half an hour ago. I backed out to give him time and come to a local restaurant and grab breakfast.
I’ll give it one more shot in an hour or two if not I’ll be calling a tracker. Hopefully he’s down where I left him last b