BH thru him. Be bolts like a bat out of hell. It now starts to rain, great so I walk over and pick up my bolt laying there soaked in blood. I start to see how the blood trail is and it stops.
I call buddy John over and he picks up the blood and he's heading straight west right on the edge of the tree line. I start walking that way and find him 250yds away. Thank God for my buddy John! He's not the biggest but I had a great hunt in my ghillie suit.
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