The blood-soaked arrow couldn’t have looked better. There was obvious sign of complete penetration, and Dad thought for certain the Pennsylvania buck had went down. He went on to explain how the deer jumped and lunged forward when hit, disappearing almost immediately into the dense, early season foliage.
Forty-five minutes had elapsed since the shot as he began tracking the deer late that evening. The blood had dried but the trail remained easy to follow. Although the crimson-red blood did not provide evidence of a lung shot, he remained confident of spotting a downed deer within a short distance.
After following the trail for 150 yards, and with darkness rapidly approaching, he soon became concerned. Was the wound lethal after all? His worries soon ended — at least for the moment. Just ahead, he spotted the downed deer. Although he prematurely congratulated himself as he anxiously approached, he spotted the buck’s head move and look toward
