
Hunted pretty much all day Saturday. Had a screwy ESE wind, so I had to hunt on the ground in the morning to get the wind in my favor. Didn't see anything though. Switched to another place around 11:00 AM and hung my climber (had to find me a new tree with the wind the way it was). Sat there until dark. Had 3 big ol' gobblers come in sometime, but never could get a shot at any of them.

I had been getting pictures of a decent sized doe with 2 little ones and I had vowed to make her babies orphans.



Went back after about an hour and found 3 spots of blood and that was it. Looked and looked, but couldn't find anything. At that point, I just started looking for the deer and still looking for some blood. 3-4 times I "smelled" the deer and knew she was around there somewhere. After about an hour, I finally found her. I hit one lung, the liver, and the arrow had exited, slicing her knee on her back leg and disabling that leg on the opposite site.
Though my shot wasn't perfect, the Swachers definitely made the difference on the shot with the 2.25" cut diameter.

Got back up here a little after 12:00 AM.

Didn't take any pictures in the field because it was dark and I was by myself. Got some in the truck but haven't downloaded them off the camera yet. I'll do it after I get something to eat and get some sleep!

95 lbs and 2.5 years old.
