sdakotaguy
Well-Known Member
We hear shot location matters.
This season has been a bit discouraging for me. Yesterday morning I pulled down a stand that usually does well for me. This year not so much.
Yesterday afternoon I canoed into a area I always thought should be good, for a number of years now. Though I just never prioritized that location due to the challenge & wind & just quit difficult to access without a watercraft. After setting up the stand I sat for a while & just did not feel well with shooting lanes available from the stand.
So I climbed down & proceeded to trim some shooting lanes & further scout the area. While I was seeing sign the sign was sparse. What the heck, I left the stand & came back this morning. Stand was only 30 ish yards from the place where I departed the canoe. My confidence was low to be honest.
This weekend will be my first rifle hunt for the year in a area I have never hunted b4 so I was starting to get impatient about filling a archery tag. With the wind blowing fairly hard I contemplated hanging it up early with such low confidence. Well I opted to mess around with optimizing the stand by putting the bow hanger In a better spot. I was happy with the change.
Low & behold a small buck was spotted working my way from my left & I decided he would look fine on the plate & in the freezer. With him moving rather quick I drew just before he approached the shooting lane cleared the day prior. As he came into the lane I let out a bleat to stop him. This presented a hard quartering toward me, shot.
Well the arrow is a 650ish grain build with a 200 grain single bevel front. The pin was settled & the arrow was sent. He buckled on impact & then sprinted off the same direction he was headed. At roughly 50 yards he seemed to be getting wobbly legs. So I opted to start tearing down my stand setup.
The bow was let down to the ground the bow hanger was removed & I started to descend with a repel line. The stand was detached from the tree & I decended to remove the top climbing stick. After the stick was removed & thrown down. I see another buck approaching from my right. This is a nicer deer. so I settle in to let him pass, as I am tagged out for this area I am hunting.
Wouldn't you know it. He stops on the trail the deer that was shot. departed on & finds my arrow. He spends a couple minutes sniffing the arrow. Then he proceeds to the freshly cut branches from my trail clearing efforts the day prior. Probably spent 5 minuted investigating / smelling the freshly cut branches.
He is soaked in dirty marsh water from crossing a marshy channeling the area I was hunting. He proceeds to shake of the water like a dog that just finished a bath. Now he is going to leave the scene. No he stops to smell the blood at the point of Impact & this takes another couple minutes b4 he moves on.
No, he is coming back. This time he is bird dogging smelling this way & that. No he is coming to smell my bow. I finally let out a loud obnoxious bleat to scare him off when he was a foot from the bow on the ground.
He runs back the way he came stops & looks back a second then proceeds to cross a marshy channel he crossed to come in to the area from. Loud splashing is heard with each leap made in the water channel. When he gets to the other side he proceeds to snort & blow.
Finally I can get down, & do-so. All the gear is taken back to the canoe, & I proceed to take up the trail of the buck that was just shot. At the point of Impact, displayed a blood trail that looked like a horrific crime scene. Followed the trail to the deer roughly 80 yards away. The blood trail was the strongest blood trail I have seen in my 40ish years of archery hunting.
As it worked out the arrow entered the thoracic cavity opening up front & exited low on the off shoulder. Appears The heart was missed as were the lungs. Though the chest cavity was full of blood. Another fine single bevel experience.
This season has been a bit discouraging for me. Yesterday morning I pulled down a stand that usually does well for me. This year not so much.
Yesterday afternoon I canoed into a area I always thought should be good, for a number of years now. Though I just never prioritized that location due to the challenge & wind & just quit difficult to access without a watercraft. After setting up the stand I sat for a while & just did not feel well with shooting lanes available from the stand.
So I climbed down & proceeded to trim some shooting lanes & further scout the area. While I was seeing sign the sign was sparse. What the heck, I left the stand & came back this morning. Stand was only 30 ish yards from the place where I departed the canoe. My confidence was low to be honest.
This weekend will be my first rifle hunt for the year in a area I have never hunted b4 so I was starting to get impatient about filling a archery tag. With the wind blowing fairly hard I contemplated hanging it up early with such low confidence. Well I opted to mess around with optimizing the stand by putting the bow hanger In a better spot. I was happy with the change.
Low & behold a small buck was spotted working my way from my left & I decided he would look fine on the plate & in the freezer. With him moving rather quick I drew just before he approached the shooting lane cleared the day prior. As he came into the lane I let out a bleat to stop him. This presented a hard quartering toward me, shot.
Well the arrow is a 650ish grain build with a 200 grain single bevel front. The pin was settled & the arrow was sent. He buckled on impact & then sprinted off the same direction he was headed. At roughly 50 yards he seemed to be getting wobbly legs. So I opted to start tearing down my stand setup.
The bow was let down to the ground the bow hanger was removed & I started to descend with a repel line. The stand was detached from the tree & I decended to remove the top climbing stick. After the stick was removed & thrown down. I see another buck approaching from my right. This is a nicer deer. so I settle in to let him pass, as I am tagged out for this area I am hunting.
Wouldn't you know it. He stops on the trail the deer that was shot. departed on & finds my arrow. He spends a couple minutes sniffing the arrow. Then he proceeds to the freshly cut branches from my trail clearing efforts the day prior. Probably spent 5 minuted investigating / smelling the freshly cut branches.
He is soaked in dirty marsh water from crossing a marshy channeling the area I was hunting. He proceeds to shake of the water like a dog that just finished a bath. Now he is going to leave the scene. No he stops to smell the blood at the point of Impact & this takes another couple minutes b4 he moves on.
No, he is coming back. This time he is bird dogging smelling this way & that. No he is coming to smell my bow. I finally let out a loud obnoxious bleat to scare him off when he was a foot from the bow on the ground.
He runs back the way he came stops & looks back a second then proceeds to cross a marshy channel he crossed to come in to the area from. Loud splashing is heard with each leap made in the water channel. When he gets to the other side he proceeds to snort & blow.
Finally I can get down, & do-so. All the gear is taken back to the canoe, & I proceed to take up the trail of the buck that was just shot. At the point of Impact, displayed a blood trail that looked like a horrific crime scene. Followed the trail to the deer roughly 80 yards away. The blood trail was the strongest blood trail I have seen in my 40ish years of archery hunting.
As it worked out the arrow entered the thoracic cavity opening up front & exited low on the off shoulder. Appears The heart was missed as were the lungs. Though the chest cavity was full of blood. Another fine single bevel experience.