Yearling... With promise
Don't post on here much due to not knowing much or being as involved as most of you in habitat improvement. Not that I don't want to just don't have the land or time it seems but thought I would post this. Thought it might get you guys excited knowing its almost time. Our state has an expanded archery season that starts early. I remember someone telling me it took them 3 years before they killed a deer with a bow. I thought wow that's a long time hear it is my third year. Harder than I thought. Opening night after long windy day of hauling traps I was thinking of staying in front of AC and relaxing. It was 78 degrees on way to stand calling for severe thunder storms around sunset. But I knew I was going. No action for first two hours when I hear something about quarter till sunset. I am hunting same tree I passed doe that had two fawns first week of season last year. But had been getting no pictures of fawns and a couple does in area. I'm about 15 yards off old trail I think they are using and have what seems to be a year round scrape or something where the dirt is all dug up and most deer seem to stop and smell it. Wind direction is not great for this hunt(southwest), but to be honest I usually think about the wind but not one to not go if it isn't right . Anyways a doe steps out into opening but is walking north to south and the trail runs east to west. Better direction to come from wind wise but she is just crossing the trail walking directly at me. I draw back and here is where my amateur hour comes in. I've heard people call it deer panic instead of target panic. I can relate cause shooting at a target in yard nearly never have target panic but the two times I have released an arrow at a deer my mind seems to go screwy and I don't remember where I put pin. The doe walks through trail directly at me no shot. Second doe right behind her I move full drawn bow to her no shot. First doe is probably 5 yards from my tree in an opening still quartering to but not too bad. She stops and looks up directly at me I put pin somewhere, lol, as I say tell myself over and over pic a spot just don't remember, and release. I knew it was a steep shot and wasn't sure. Got down and checked arrow looked like dark kind of milky or dirty blood that smelled. Figured it was some sort of gut or liver. Waited half an hour and walked the 30 yards I saw her run before she disappeared. Not much blood and always heard give gut shots a long time. So I backed out and waited till morning. Went to the point where I last saw her and saw her white belly not but 10 yards away. Shot was brutally high (just below spine) but such a steep angle exited mid body. Learned a lot of stuff not to do as usual, but it worked out. 110 pound doe.