I need some fussing at
 

Well, please fuss at me for what I'm about to tell ya, please, cause I ought to have my aske kicked good! Ishot a beautiful big 8 pointer Sat. evening at 6:05 PM. He was broadside and standing still even. But when I shot, he cocked down and turned to run and I hit him in the hip I think. I looked for him for two hours after leaving him alone for 3 hours. Temps in the low 40s last night. Then back in the woods for three hours this morning and still no buck or arrow. I saw the lighted nock arc towards his lungs but he moved before it got there. Then I heard it hit him, whack! Then no lighted nock in sight in him or on the ground. Now here's the fussing at me part. I didn't think he would come any closer to me since I hadn't been putting out corn cause of the price of it, so I ranged him with my Nikon at 55 yards! I took the shot and it would have been good, only he heard the shot before the arrow got to him. That's right, I said, 55 yards. Ain't that stupid? Go ahead, let me have it. I need it. Really. I can only say I'm sorry I made a stupid shot and wounded a nice buck. I think he will live but he's hurting. Yes he left a little bright red muscle blood here and there. I won't EVER take a long shot like that again. I promise!
BBO

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Youve already said it all,question is did you learn anything?;)

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Very funny Buddy. I don't believe it for a minute. I bet it was a nightmare!

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just what CB were you dream shooting this Buck with ? i knowed it weren't no Ten pt nor Horton as slow as they are!:D

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Yeah Smoke, it were a Ten Point CB. And I practice at out to 60 yards all the time and have even killed at 72 yards before. But, this time, he moved too much and I lost him.
BBO

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Fuss/scold no its a lesson learned i am sure of that. i won't even shoot at a deer at 45 yds with my vixen because its too slow. sorry you lost him i am also sorry for the deer.

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[X(][:o].........[&o].

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Buddy, instead of doing this you should turn over your big buck shooting rights
your condo stand with theradio and heater to me for the rest of the season as I am but a short drive away :D:D:D

Martin

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First buck I ever shot was a experience similar, but not as bad and had a happy ending. I learned a lot about string jump on that first buck. I had only been Hunting with a CB for two years or so, I think I was 18 or 19. Looking back I think the deer was only 25 yards away. I was on the ground with a huge rotten stump behind me. The buck had came out of a woods and was walking away from me when I hit a grunt tube, he turned on a dime and came right at me. At about the 25 yard mark he stopped and was quartering to me a little with his left shoulder lung side when I shot. The bolt went in on his right rear hip! I watched the buck jump and pivot on his back legs faster the the arrow could get there. I did not know it at the time though. I assumed he pivoted from being hit in the lungs. He ran off into the sunrise and I had no blood. Being new to this I made a second mistake, I got up and went right after him. No blood at all, so I just walked in his direction. About three hundred yards away I ran across a path that looked liked someone turned on a garden hose of blood, my arrow found that big artery after he ran for a while. I fallowed the blood, and there was my deer, down with my arrow in his right rear hip. I was amazed that a deer could do a 180 in the time it took my old super mag Horton to get there, but he did. Like I said, I was aiming at his left front, and it hit his right rear. After that Ihave never shot at a deer past 15 yards. I say 20 is my desired shot distance, and 30 my max, but all my deer have come close, and I like that. I will never forget what that buck did and how lucky I was to get him.

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No "finger shaking lesson" is necessary as you have already learned your lesson from the school of hard knocks. I'll bet your next deer goes down in it's tracks though.