by mark trent
hello my name is mark im a hunter from ohio and most my hunts take place in astrabula county.i have a few stories to tell just some crazy things that happened to me this year.first hunt starts a week later of the ohio gun season which i was sucessful in on harvesting a mature doe.But this day i had a feeling that it was going to be a good day i did my prayers and just had that feeling as a hunter you know what i mean when i say it was the perfect mornibg it was around 35 degrees out and u could hear a squirrel jump from a tree to the ground a hundred yards away .for the most morning thats all i seen was squirrels till around 10:30 am i seen moving a way off and by this time it warmed up and the leaves were not as crunchy the deer where coming staiaght to me and make it to 7 yards away and the biggest of the two doe either had to go left or right so i drew and at that time she just stood still eating acorns i was at draaw for two minutes it felt like my arms were woobling i didnt want to take on that shot even at that close. so i let down and then she turned a few seconds later as i went to draw my release sting attached to my bow snaps and i hit myself in the face with my release. they of course took off but only about to twenty yards i knock another arrow and put my release on the string on my bow under my loopthat broke at 25 yards i thought id shoot high due to moving my relese down but i didnt i aimed and went right under her belly thats strike one deer me nothing (with bow) the second hunt takes place a few weeks later during muzzleloader season its around 1:15 and we were heading back from lunch i just get in my stand and i hear my buddy matt shoot and hes only 75 yeards from me on the other side of the thicket and knowing this area i knew either they were gunna head left to slashing were they came from or come right to me so i got ready and sure enough there running straight to me and it was an 8 point and two does i aim with the muzzleloader wich my buddy let me use i grunt with my mouth the buck stops at 45 yards along with the two does now this muzzleloader takes a .11 primer instead of the .209 primer wich is way better but hey i used what i had and i shoot but only my primer so i load another one ina hurry they didnt move so i aim steady and pop just the primer again im cussing a storm in my head saying you gotta be blank kidding me lol and they take off and stop at about a hundred yard i load another primer as she looks back i aim shoot and pop my primer agian now thats strike 2 deer me nothing the third hunt took place febuary 5 the last day of the season its another perfect morning and again i had that feeling i was going to have a good morning its cold and crisp im in my stand about ten minutes when i hear something i thought it was a person walking how loud it was so i just look that direction and hear comes a doe wlking stright to the left of me then desides to turn and come staright behind me so as it goes behind me i stand up and my stand squeeeekes now im flozen standing with the deer looking my direction so i use the tree im in as cover and draw turn around aim she still looking at me she only about twelve yards i aim shoot she ducks and i it her high to be honsest i thoght i misses till i seen my arrow sticken from her as she ran i see the hit at instently think ima give here at least an hour maybe two so i go sit and wait about an hour and go find my buddy mike and tell him i got one and ask to track we go and after about five minutes we find blood and it looks great there was bubbles and bright bloood thinking i might have cuaght at least one lung well i track the deer about six hundred yards and the blood stays good till the last hundred so yards then we just lost it i grinded in big circles and he did to and nothing i tracked for hours and we couldnt find her i feel horrible for not finding that deer as i knew she wasnt gunna make it if she did then id be amazed i just felt sick for weeks still do just knowing i gave it my all and couldnt find her but i made sure i executed everything i know to fing that deer and knowing i tried i just hope that next year is better and if she passes maybe find her carcass in the spring when shed hunting and hang her skull in my room along with my other trophies. and no im not a trophy hunter i feel the trophy is in the eye of the person harvesting that animal and using every part that animal that you can. the meat is amazing the cape i use to make quivers for my recurve or finger tabs or flies for fishing. please responde and tell me about your hunts mishaps or success on the field.have a great year and shoot staright.