It’s been a wild couple of days. Yesterday morning Mason took a friend out in hopes of getting his first deer. He arrived early per Masons request to insure his crossbow was properly dialed in. It was so off to the woods they went. Mason took him to a stand on an acorn flat They saw 13 deer by 9. Lucas made what Mason claimed to be a perfect shot on a young buck. A long track job netted an arrow with the broadhead unscrewed. No beds were found. Strange.
I still can’t walk much due to my back issues. Krista dropped me off at a corn pile about 530 last night. She drove the truck right to it. I made the 50 foot walk to my hiding spot and settled onto my bucket I had just nicked an arrow on my longbow when a big lone doe showed up. She had no clue I was there and I promptly put a Snuffer through her. I felt pretty confident I’d recover the deer, but like Masons friend, I did not. I’ve hung the longbow up as I obviously have no business shooting at live flesh and bone with it.
Mason drove me to a stand tonight. I saw two coons, a possum, muskrat and a bunch of squirrels. Mason saw 15 deer, six bucks, the biggest about 120”. No deer were harmed tonight. I think I’m done for a while since I’m a little frustrated with recent events and the inability to get around much. Mason will carry on I’m sure.
Hey look, a blood soaked arrow...