So I am a persistent bugger. I wouldn't give up on finding my deer, I never do. It always eats at me too much to let it go.
Kept canvasing the neighborhood from the vehicle with binoculars, yes I probably looked like a bearded maniac driving around like that, but too bad. I wanted to know the outcome of my deer.
Today I eventually spotted something way back behind someones house that looked out of place. Couldn't determine what it was even with the binoculars. Finally after trying to see it from a few different angles on the street, I felt relatively confident it could be a dead deer. Went up, talked to that homeowner and they had no problem letting me go look. They didn't even know it was there. It was way back on the edge of the woods. Incredible that I even spotted it.
Shot was actually really good, just didn't get enough penetration to reach the vitals. There was no guts in it (yotes tore them out with most of the rear end) but the arrow was still in it and up into the liver but stopped shy of the opposite lung.in the diaphragm. Just too much body to get through for my light setup I guess. Buck went a total of about 359 yards according to a map distance tool.
So with the buck recovered, I'm back to 100% recovery rate for the season and I can rest a little easier. Now I feel ok with getting back out there to hunt soon. Even though it's sadly spoiled with the warm weather and time that went by. The foxes and yotes had somewhat of a feast but didn't devour it entirely, probably because of the proximity to the house.
I'll try to get pictures up tomorrow.
Too bad I couldn't have spotted it the first day. I did the same thing that day, but with the snow, there was no way for me to see him down back there.
Glad to see my assessment of the shot was accurate and that the only thing I did wrong was rush the tracking job because of coyotes.