Here's mine....First year bow hunting (03)

After bow hunting a couple of hours in a stand I decided to walk thru a marsh area with numerous small saplings. Not much water and pretty easy to navigate other than the small ditches. Like a good hunter I was looking around as I walked with bow knocked and ready. I stepped into a small depression that caused me to trip and I hit the ground. I somehow managed to not fall on the arrow and never dropped the bow (arrow still in place in whisker bisq). After getting up I proceeded to stalk the marsh when I spot a doe about 50 yards away. I managed to get about 10 yds closer, pulled back, and let it fly.....only the carbon arrow flew like a wounded duck bouncing off of saplings and landing at the amazed does feet. I had broken it during the fall and didn't have a clue.......