Well Dad and I went out Saturday AM with the Smoke-poles. I live in OHIO but had never before Gun hunted Ohio (usually go to PA with the guns) I see why, holy cow, wall to wall hunters!!!

Early Morning I saw 3 deer no shooting opportunities. I had 1 nice doe at 15 yards behind a blow down, all I could see was her face! She exited straightaway from me, offerring no shot! So now it's 11:00am I head over to where I put Dad. He hadn't seen a thing. You know how it is when you put someone on a stand, you'd rather they get action than you. He liked the area and definetly saw the potential and the Trails, Rubs etc. So as we stand there talking (we had to be out soon, as we had obligations in the early evening) We are just talking about how to get out and should we work a hicky or just walk out! When I see a Doe running our way. I say "DEER"! My gun is shouldered, as she crests the little bluff. Dad pulls up also. She is quartering towards us,hard. I have some saplings to contend with. Dadwhispers "take the shot". Kabloom!!!!!.. smoke fills the air! It clears in time to see her runnng acrossed the hill. Dad does not shoot. He says you hit her good..he didn't shoot cuz he thought she was going down. We talked about the shot and it turns outhe had a better angle and a clearer shot. I didn't know that, at the time, and given the chance I would have let her come down more broadside. But he assured me the hit was good. We walked over to the spot UH-Oh lots of white hair mixed with the brown, I'm afraid I was too low. We start tracking, Blood! lots of it. Should we give some time??? Man with all these hunters..we better stay on her. We cross the creek. Blood is flowing hard, Dad was gonna try and circle ahead I call him down. She can't be far now with this blood. We cross the creek go up a slight rise where I expect she'll be. She apparently laid down big blood pool. But our haste may have jumped her. We take a couple more steps and BOOM a shot just ahead of us. Another guy finished her off..We tracked right to where he shot her. No biggie we congradulated him andtold him our story. He said he could see she was hit and didn't want a wounded deer running around. We agreed, shook his hand, congradulated him again and left! Sigh A tad low indeed. It would have done the job. But a better shot would have made the whole ordeal a little better. A fun day..and the spot I put Dad was indeed a good one!