My first was a DOE, not a doe. I still proud of it! Just a couple of weeks shy of Thanksgiving, 17 years old, I hunted 3 years before I got my first. @4pm on a Saturday afternoon (Sundays were forbidden then) dry, cloudy and cool. 35lbs fiberglass recurve, cedar shaft arrows with broadheads and bleeder blades, green and white fletchings, finger shooting (I have never used a release) I was seated at the base of an apple tree, realtree camo. I was the tree. She came joyfully to the apples. the bow was too long to shoot seated, and I eased up to my knees using only my thighs. I must have held that shot for 10 minutes or more, waiting for her to come around the tree enough to get the hit I needed. She locked eyes with me the moment after the arrow was in flight. Range was maybe 8-9 yards She must have seen it coming because she was already moving as it hit. She crowhopped once and ran with my arrow sticking from her right side just behind the shoulder. She ran a lot further than I thought possible! I figured she would fail fast, but she went more like 300 yards or better. (I kept bumping her, because I didn't know any better) me right on her trail, I could hear her, and sometimes see her, as I chased her through the woods, doing my best to not lose her. There was something very primal about it. I felt like a wild indian running down my kill. From that point on, there was no turning back, I will hunt deer, until I can't do it anymore, or they close the lid on my coffin, which ever come first.
The only real difference between a good tracker and a bad tracker is observation. All the same data is present for both. The rest is understanding what you are seeing.