The whitetail story: Virginia, 1/2/15 My father and I walked in late in the morning planning to hunt on top of the hill we typically hunt. About 3/4ths of the way to our stands right where we split off from each other near 6:50 am we encountered two does run across in front of us as well as a fairly big 6 point. We each took aim and I took a shot at 135 yards off hand at the buck. I undershot the deer and we looked for blood for a few minutes when we were sure there was no hit we decided to move on.
We switched stands walking down to the bottom near the river. I sat in a big draw that led down to the river, and dad went past it up towards the top of a nearby hill. Around 11:25 I had a mature deer step out of the thick tall grass across the draw. He walked out, and I could tell he was much nicer than the first deer. I waited for him to move down and he stopped broadside and started into a briar patch at 115 yards. I squeezed the trigger, and the deer moved quickly into the briars.
I waited about 10 minutes and called my dad to help me. When he was near the top of the draw just in sight, the deer jumped out of the briar patch on the other side of me at 75 yards and stood looking back towards dad. I watched him a few moments and decided the safe route was to shoot a 2nd time. I shot again and he returned to the briars clearly bleeding. We both walked into the briars after about 25 minutes. We found the blood after a short search and quickly recovered the deer after about 30 yards. Upon inspection we discovered the first bullet had not been reloaded perfectly and had only penetrated about an inch into the deer’s shoulder, whereas the second shot quartering away penetrated both lungs. A clean 4.5 year old 8 point, approximately 118 inches.