I guess I can't be too mad. It wouldn't be hunting if we killed something on every oppportunity. Guess we learn from our mistakes somehow. Too flippin bad I learned not to try and sneak an arrow between limbs tonight. An even worse it had to be a pope and young buck. Oh well, well worth the evening. He'll be back. I normally wouldn't take the shot but it was only 30 yards and I had a wndow at vidals about size of a saucer. Just deflected off the limb and sailed a bit.
It was the buck I posted before. Here is a front and side shot again to refresh your memory and help you feel for me tonight. I doubt if I sleep well.
Bright side, should be hearing bugling and seeing bulls tomorrow night and possibly letting the air out of one Saturday. Maybe my luck will change.