Magic gut shot doe...
After being skunked for 2 years, I managed to find some time to get out. Funny thing, planned for 3 days, and was back home in 24 hrs.
Sat on a power line, with my scent drag tangent to a pretty active game trail. Soon after I'd set up after the 2 hour drive and after I'd only slept 3 hours, I managed to power nap through prime AM hours...ha.
About 1 pm, a doe popped out around 250 yards away which is pretty much my comfort zone limit. I was set up well, so I let fly. She took off like it was a lung shot, so I sat for half hour or so, and checked out the hit site. Lots of blood...but also stomach content much to my dismay. Walked back to the truck, and napped for a couple hours before I decided that if I didn't go look farther down the blood trail , even though I was risking pushing the deer, I'd have a hell of a time trying to find her before the wolves do after the approaching snow storm.
20 mins and about 50 yards later, I found her, dead as nails.
Super lucky. Was not expecting that.
Turns out, I smoked the back of a lung, and managed to slice open the stomach as well.
Having never gut shot a deer before, I can attest that it isn't the most fun field dressing ever...
Nevertheless. Tag filled!
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Q: So why are we leaving at 4 AM to go fishing...?
A: Because the fish are awake. Get in the car.
"Dry Hooks Don't Catch Fish"
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