Went out this morning at daybreak. Took a break by a seat, and saw a group sneaking out of the brush. I was waiting for them to come out on the path, but the lead doe saw me. Had the gun up waiting for a clear shot. When she flicked her tail twice I decided she was too nervous and blew smoke. The rest didn't know where I was at and two almost ran me over, and two more walked across the trail 40 yards away while I'm reloading. The doe I shot at ran back the way it came from. So, go to take a look and 10 yards from where she was standing is a sapling about the size of my thumb sheared clean off(DANG NABIT). Find where she pushed off and there's blood. Go back and take a seat for 10 minutes and start tracking through the clearcut. Jumped her once between that cut and the next. Tracked through that clearcut and jumped her again. She finally went across a beaver pond, don't ask me how she didn't break through the ice. But I tried to put my weight on it and wouldn't hold. So, after 3 hours and about a mile plus of tracking with almost no blood at the end I called it off. I would have had to go out to the road to get around the pond and hope I found the same tracks. Saw three more on the way out, but I didn't even have the gumption to pick up the gun. Only thing I can come up with is that sapling took enough off the ball to not get much penetration, and I probably hit the shoulder. When I jumped her she wasn't limping and never tried to lay down. This is only the second deer in my life I've wounded and not found... And I'm PO'd!!!
Remember, shoot straight and shoot often.
Good... Bad... I'm the guy with the gun.