I really do not want to make this post, but if I feel I have to. I believe in total surrender to the truth. I share my successes here, so I must also share my failures.
I lost a doe.
She offered me a broadside shot in a picked bean field, about 15 min. before dark last night. The wind was really howling and my tree was moving. I was uncertain of the range but guessed it to be 25 yds. It turned out to be more like 35. Looking back, I have to admit that the wind and uncertain range should have caused me to pass the shot. It felt good at the time, but it was a mistake.
I must have flinched because I did not see the the arrow fly. The impact sounded flat. None of the hollow thump that you expect from a lung hit. The deer ran, tail down, for about 40 yds., right in front of me. I could not see a wound. She then stopped. When she went to walk again, she wobbled at began to favor her left, rear leg. This had been the near side at the shot. I could not imagine how I could have hit so far off the mark, and hoped that she was actually hit further forward. Another doe actually chased her out of the field, with a limp.
I backed out for the night. I used the "Vital Information" CD from D&DH to see what I might have hit. Maybe low in the intestines or maybe just leg muscle? There are some arteries back there but not much.
I gave up my last morning to bow hunt the rut and was on the scene with my tracking gear at sunrise. I looked in the cut beans for 45 minutes and could not find my arrow! Cut beans are featureless and the angle was low (12' stand and she was on high ground) so the arrow may have gone a long way, or burrowed into the bean stubble.
No arrow, no blood, no sign at all in the bean field. Nothing! I finally found a few drops where she entered the woods, 150+ yds. away. Once in the timber I found some pools of blood and one small clot, but otherwise it was small drops. I had a trail for about 50 yds. past several good places to bed. It was then that she cut uphill and quit bleeding. I searced for another 2 hours, but could not find another drop. In the end I was doing a 1 man grid search in a jungle of multi-flower rose. Zero!
My two guesses are that she was gut shot and was laying in one of those thorn bushes unseen, or she was hit low in the rear leg muscle and will survive. I hope to God that it is the latter! This is a rotten feeling.
I do not share this because I am asking for advice. There is just no more blood out there. I do not share this to teach any lessons. Other than, "Don't botch a shot." there is no advice to give. I do not share this to evaluate equipment. I have no reason to think it was an equipment issue. I share this in the spirit of total honesty.
If you have any desire to take a shot about Rage Broadheads, Mathews' Bows, of Pro-Staffers, now is your chance. I've tied myself to the whipping post and am ready. But I warn you, there is no way you can be harder on me that I am being on myself.
