Tuesday night I finally got an encounter with this 10. He came in at 4 and gave me a quartering too shot at 23 yards.
He ran hard 100 yards then stopped and a second later I thought I heard him falling over but just after that I catch a glimpse of a deers ass crossing the creek there.
I sat in the stand another hour then climbed down to check my arrow it looked good but one side had a little stomach matter on it. So I snuck out and waited till morning to look for him.
While waiting to climb down had a parade of does cruise down the creek along with this nice 7 pointer.
When I went back the next morning there was good blood for the first few bounds then just small specks. I walked up to where I thought I heard him fall last night and there he was. Guess I should have just checked that night but the last thing I wanted to do was bump a deer hit back. Ended up being a good hit just clipped the stomach when it exited and that plugged the exit hole.
