I am right there with ya. On last Sat I shot at the nicest buck I have had the chance to shoot at. I found no hair and a short drip trail. He ran into a small stand of pines and then disappeared. I search for hours with my brothers hoping to jump him again. I think he made it across the road to property that I don't have permission to go on. I can't stop replaying it in my head. On the other hand I hit one in the neck with the bow one year and 2 weeks later my father in law shot him with the gun. Maybe we will both meet up those bucks again!