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Flathead-Hunta
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Well there I was..debating why I was up the tree in the rain. But I figured I was already there so deal with it. About 7:20..I hear a noise to the right..."Oh this is a deer" I think to myself. It was two fawns...ran right under my stand! By now the adrenaline is gushing...! Then I hear another noise..here comes mama., then I get sight of her..she is as cautious as ever. I notice another deer to the right..out further away. It heads directly to the powerline...A whole herd almost. These are the first deer I have seen from the stand this year. I try to stand up..mama keeps lookin this way..I ease up and hold my bow out..release is clipped on..just waiting for an opportunity to draw...I ease the PSE back..and hold at full draw for what seems like hours. I try to take advantage of the letoff, but I am getting weak. Fawns are gone..only mama is left, come on turn broadside already!! There she goes. stepping to the left ever so slightly..I anticipate where she will be and let'er fly. Schpop! What the heck?! She runs to the right about 40 yds and stops. I hit the bleat can to calm her. I see my fletching sticking up like a flag( I was at about a 50 degree angle to her) What did I hit...she stands there a min or so. all the while I have another arrow nocked waiting to put another one in the air. Never happens..she trots across the powerline into the woods on the other side. I climb down, and go home for half an hour. I enlist my neighbors help to track her. Its dark now and raining..the blood trail will quickly dissolve. We looked where I thought she went in...no luck. Come back out, re-create it again. And bingo! A 10 inch circle of blood where she stood for a min after entering the woodline. We follow the blood forever, round and round, up and down the hill to the creek and we exit a well worn deer trail, where if it was a clock face, she could have gone in any direction from 9 to 3. We are on our knees now..searching every square inch of ground for blood..the rain isn't helping either. I give up..its been an hour and a half now....we are just pushing her. We mark where we lost the trail and are gonna go back at daylight. I hope I find her. I have never lost a deer..and the feeling is bad. Will she be ok to dress and process that long after a kill? If I find her? This sux..I shoulda waited on a better angle..or just not shot at all...