When the drivers emerged I took up the blood trail and as I walked up to the edge of the high sand bank I found the dead deer laying on the bed of the truck.
Wow, now that's the winner.
Had one I misread the angle and hit a little too far back take off and picked my point on the compass to head. I'm working the bolt and here it comes. Recognizes me, and makes a jump. Hit it square in the chest and it thumps the ground maybe 7-10feet in front of me.
Wish the truck would have been there to save me the drag out.
