|Looking south-southwest from the Taj|
the shot. I walked back to the cottage and called Belladonna. She
cancelled her date and came out to help me drag the deer.|
|The first bullet entered the left side of the lower-neck while quartering toward me and/or the exit hole from when he was playing Peek-a-boo. Or maybe both.|
|An entrance hole from when he was playing peek-a-boo?|
|Close-up of the Peek-a-boo entrance hole.|
|A three point. The broken surface looks old.|
The buck showed up with about fifteen minutes of legal light left.
He was about 80 yards out when I took the shot.
He was off like a rocket.
As I watched him run a voice told me "Rack another shell, you ninny!" So I did.
The animal stopped behind a massive Silver Maple with only the right side of his head visible at 100 yards out.
I kept waiting for him to show me to shoot at.
Finally, he gave me a few more inches and I took the shot. And then a third and then a fourth.
At least one of them grazed the Silver Maple.
After the fourth shot, he disappeared.
After waiting about fifteen minutes, I called Bella. Then I walked out to the cottage to wait for Bella and to give the deer time to bleed out.
The deer was a good twenty feet behind the tree. I think the second and third follow-up shots (called "F-U shots" by old-timers) missed and the fourth hit, because that is when he disappeared.
I don't know how much clearer things will be after the full autopsy. I have two holes on the right side of the animal and one on the left. I am not sure how that happens. Maybe I will find a second entrance hole on the left side. Stay tuned.
Tomorrow will be a work day. Most of this guy will go into quart jars and through the pressure-canner. The prime-cuts will go to some friends as gifts.