(157) I went to Ross Co. this morning in hopes of filling one of my antlerless tags. I haven't been in the stand on this farm this season, so I was excited to have a sit. At around 8 I saw a nice young buck coming. I snapped a few pics of him at 5-10 yards. He is a really good looking buck, perfect 10 with great mass, just hasn't got enough years on him yet.
About 9:00 a couple of does came along. After the usual tap dance waiting to get a shot and trying not to get caught, I finally got a chance at one of them. I shot her at about 10 yards, she ran maybe 50 or so and laid down. I waited an hour, got down and checked my arrow. It was broken with the back half still in the deer. I didn't see any blood, but I walked over to where I saw the doe go down and could see her laying there. I wasn't really trying to be sneaky or anything and when I got within 30 yards or so, she took off! I couldn't believe it. I saw where I hit her, and watched her go down an hour before yet there she went...running! She went into a brushy draw. I could see blood sprayed all over the place from where I stood, so I thought I'd ease along and see what was up. The blood trail from where I jumped her was unreal, sprayed everywhere! I had gone into sneak mode and made it about 20 yards when I heard her flopping around in the ravine. I eased on over the edge and found her dead. WEIRD! I hit her well, left her an hour, and still jumped her up only to have her pumping blood out like a spigot.
Was a fun morning! Heading out to trim a few shooting lanes for the big day tomorrow.