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I always follow up shots (good or bad) until I find a reason to stop and back out.
But I follow as though I'm hunting, super slow, glassing, marking as I go, not disturbing any tracks or blood.
My buddy made what we thought was a perfect shot one evening. Followed it slowly until about 150 yards into the timber we found the arrow which had a deformed broadhead.
Backed out and came back in the morning. another 100 yards or so we. Stunk like bull and we found where he'd laid down and got up and rebedded about 6 or 8 times. Frothy blood at each bed. Finally found where he'd headed. On hands and knees we tracked him about a half mile. Pine duff, some needles moved here, a pinhead drop of blood only occasionally.
He got in with some other elk and we lost him. Continued to hunt that same area for a few days hoping for magpies or crows or eagles or something. Nothing.
One lung. Probably 25 years ago. It still hurts a bit.
But I follow as though I'm hunting, super slow, glassing, marking as I go, not disturbing any tracks or blood.
My buddy made what we thought was a perfect shot one evening. Followed it slowly until about 150 yards into the timber we found the arrow which had a deformed broadhead.
Backed out and came back in the morning. another 100 yards or so we. Stunk like bull and we found where he'd laid down and got up and rebedded about 6 or 8 times. Frothy blood at each bed. Finally found where he'd headed. On hands and knees we tracked him about a half mile. Pine duff, some needles moved here, a pinhead drop of blood only occasionally.
He got in with some other elk and we lost him. Continued to hunt that same area for a few days hoping for magpies or crows or eagles or something. Nothing.
One lung. Probably 25 years ago. It still hurts a bit.