Sunday, November 30, 2008
Dudleys Son Got Back From His Visit ...
to East Texas with his grandparents. He was pretty bummed out because he shot a small six point buck Saturday morning and despite making a good lung shot on the deer was unable to recover the animal. He and his grandfather waited about ten or fifteen minutes before taking up the trail. The buck was about seventy five yards away and the buck was broadside when he shot. After walking up to the spot the deer was standing, Frank heard a noise back in the woods and looked up and saw a white tail bounding off. They found where the deer had bedded down and a good deal of sign showing the deer had been hit hard in the lungs. They searched for a total of six hours Saturday and again Sunday morning and can find no sign of the buck. How he was able to run any distance at all is hard to believe. Maybe the bullet did not expand properly for some reason, I don't know. Frank and His grandfather and I have taken a lot of deer over the years and this is the first time we can ever remember hitting a deer and not making a recovery. This feels even worse than missing a shot at a monster buck. Dudley missed the largest buck he ever saw and shot at and let me tell you it is not a good feeling.
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You are right Terri, it is very frustrating. Losing a deer is such a waste and no ethical hunter can rest easy when a mortally wounded animal is not recovered.
JDP
JDP
Had a friend who lung shot a deer with the bow on a Friday evening. He left the trail when it became too dark to see clearly and a group of us took it up on Saturday morning. THe deer had bedded down with leaky lungs over night less than 20 yards from where he left off. There was a huge pool of blood in that bed and we thought we would have an easy time recovering the deer.
Well, we jumped it out of bed and followed it UP HILL and down dale for the next four hours jumping it out of a resting bed every now and then and seeing its white flag bound over dead fallen logs before the blood trail disappeared. We were just starting to do the circle search for a new line on where it might have gone when the fella who was standing on some rocks in the center of the search area called us over. He pointed down behind one of the boulders and said something like. "Found it." Sure enough, the deer was crumpled up between the rocks.
It was the only deer I've ever seen that had virtually no blood in it when he gutted it.
It's heart breaking to lose a deer when you know you've made a good hit. You hate the waste and you're mad at yourself for not recovering the animal...but it happens.
Well, we jumped it out of bed and followed it UP HILL and down dale for the next four hours jumping it out of a resting bed every now and then and seeing its white flag bound over dead fallen logs before the blood trail disappeared. We were just starting to do the circle search for a new line on where it might have gone when the fella who was standing on some rocks in the center of the search area called us over. He pointed down behind one of the boulders and said something like. "Found it." Sure enough, the deer was crumpled up between the rocks.
It was the only deer I've ever seen that had virtually no blood in it when he gutted it.
It's heart breaking to lose a deer when you know you've made a good hit. You hate the waste and you're mad at yourself for not recovering the animal...but it happens.
Joated, Thank You for your thoughts on my son's misfortune. Your comments made us both feel a little bit better. I told him that any one who hunts long enough is bound to have this happen.
JDP
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