Ok guys, sorry I got all weepy there yesterday....it's been an emotional week....I'll turn in my man card at the next meeting.
I'm not completely giving up on looking.....I'm going to drive out there every morning before & after work and on my lunch break to look for buzzards & crows, and I've got one, maybe 2 more afternoons before the weekend I can walk around out there. Plus the ditches I've been looking in (and the surrounding ditches on other properties in case he's alive) get pounded by pheasant hunters. If it's not our group going thru there, I know all the other people who hunt the area, and while I don't really want to let the cat out of the bag that there's a 'big deer' out there, I think I need to let those other guys know to keep an eye out for it, both on the hoof and possibly dead in the ditch.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Maybe it's just wishful thinking on my part and I'm trying to make myself feel better because I haven't found him yet, but yesterday I was having a conversation with my buddy and we talked about the facts of what we know for sure happened and here's what we came up with:
He reminded me that when I first talked to him to tell him I shot at this deer (before we even went back to the spot to start tracking) he had asked me if I hit him good. I said I wasn't really sure becuase I didn't hear the 'thump', 'crack' or 'smack' sound that you usually hear when you make a good hit. Whether that was because it was from 160 yards or becuase it hit him in an area outside of his chest cavity, I can't say for sure, but i do know I could hear the bullet 'smack' the 3/8" plywood board our targets were on when we were shooting earlier in the year.
We also talked about the blood trail. While there was 'quite a bit' of blood where we first found it, and a 'decent' blood trail to where we lost it (or he quit bleeding), we talked about how much total blood it would have been if we would have put it in a container. We both agreed that it would have been way less than a cup. IF he did in fact stop bleeding, that's not much blood loss at all. (Granted, he could have bled out internally too).
So considering those things, I'm at least hoping that he might still be alive somewhere and that someone sees him pheasant hunting this weekend.
The wife & I are going to our 20 week ultrasound today so we can take a look at baby #3 (which really helps to keep things in perspective about what really matters in life), so this afternoon's out for looking. I'll have a few hours tomorrow and hopefully a few on Friday, and after that, as much as I hate to say it I'm going to call of my ground search and hope the birds help me find him or that the pheasant hunters see or find him. As much as it sucks and as guilty as I feel, I know it's part of the game and in my own mind & heart I feel like I've done my due dilligence to try & recover this animal.
On a seperate note, I'm not really sure how I feel now about starting this thead in the first place since things are turning out the way they are. I'm admittedly not real crazy about confessing in front of my peers that I put a bad hit on the deer of a lifetime, I can't recover it and the end of the search is in sight, but I guess what doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
Hopefully I'll have some sort of better news after the weekend.
On a brighter note, I've still got a bow tag in my pocket and while they're not the caliber of this one, I've still got a hit list and the sun shall come up tomorrow!
Thanks again for all your help & advice guys, I really appreciate it! :way: