Yep, I’m up and getting ready to head out. I wanted to wait until the wind chill got up into at least double digits. I was going to take Elly May straight to the last blood I have marked, but I think I’ll take her back on the trail about 75-100 yards so I can make sure she goes the right direction on the track. She isn’t the best trained tracking dog. Here we go.
Good luck Chief! I hope you find him, lord knows you deserve it. Sent from my iPhone using Bowhunting.com Forums
I got Elly May to the blood trail about 50 yards from last blood. She’s tracking but she’s going slower than I thought she would. At least she’s going in the right direction. We’re past last blood but I don’t see a thing of course.
I don’t know if she’s tracking the buck I shot or not but if she is that deer isn’t dead. We’ve made a big circle and we’re heading back towards the road that goes through my property.
Well, that’s it. We got back to the road and I’m taking Elly May back to the house. I don’t know what she was tracking but she had a heck of a time. I didn’t though. There are so many briars in that cut over. I’m all scratched up again.
I know I need to keep hunting, but this latest ordeal just sort of took the wind out of my sails. I don’t know if there’s any chance of seeing another deer over on the other side of the road after stomping that cut-over up last night and this morning. I still have three days before I leave for Arkansas. I may go back over there, for a sit or two, but I think I’d be wasting my time. Of course if I don’t go my wonderful wife will be wanting to put me to work doing something.
@LittleChief Go hunting, those wonderful wives have a way with making up work in the strangest ways possible. For example, we saw a rat in the garage last week, being the good husband I am, I put out poison and hoped it would die in the crawl space for an easy retrieval as rats in the past have done. About an hour ago, I get a text, my wife thinks the rat crawled into the engine compartment of her car and died last night due to the smell coming from it that she described as "dead animal roasting." Guess what I am doing when I get home tonight?
Driving the wife's car at high rates of speed until the smell dissipates enough to not notice it anymore?
Might be worth trying. Hadn't thought of that, maybe it will just fall out. I can't think of any mechanical problem that would cause that kind of smell. I haven't smelled it myself yet.
Last 30 minutes. Anything dies tonight. Meat hunting for a friend and ready to start crappie fishing. Here we go
Shot a big limping doe tonight, went to recover and it had a big wound on its front brisket area. Went to gut it and let’s just say it was rotting from the inside out. Hip bones showing and spine, I did it a favor. But sucks to see em get like that. Be back out tomorrow to try again.
Dang. You did the right thing for sure. We had a limpy doe back in early November but havent seen her in since.
Nada tonight. Had a doe blow past me at about 3 yards while i was setting my sticks. Something had her on the run. Then i had a small forkie get out of bed about 60 yds in front of me. He went the other way. I guess i just picked the wrong tree haha. I may get a few more sits in we’ll see